Anyway, there was that. Then I got ill - some sort of horrible stomach virus which my son brought home from school from one of his dirty, dirty little friends - which knocked me flat for a couple of days (when I wasn't leaning over a toilet bowl), making me scramble to catch up ever since. I'm just about back to a manageable schedule now - almost in time for Heroes Con on June 3-5 to knock it into a cocked hat all over again. In the nicest possible way, of course.
There have been interviews, and work on book production matters, and writing outlines, and other such things that I am frustratingly not supposed to talk about yet. I am reasonably confident that I will soon be able to lift the veil of secrecy on at least some of this stuff. When that happens, you, my faithful blog reader - yes, you - will be the first to know.
In the meantime, here are a few sketches I was unable to give away - yes, you heard me, unable to give away - in Bristol. I'm confident the next convention I attend will not present me with this problem. Charlotte - don't let me down.