Thursday, 12 November 2015
That old spy book
Those of you that used to follow either the old blog or know me from Authonomy days will know of a certain comedy spy book that I used to punt around.
It's actually 20 years ago that I started writing parts of it, which is nice. Problem was, it got out of hand and at an unwieldy 140,000 words it was consigned to the hard drive after being finished.
However, like all good phoenixes (or phoeni as I think the plural should be), it has risen from the ashes in a rather more acceptable 87,000ish word length.
More news on what is now either called The Spy with Eczema or A Spy called Barry very soon...