Jiggity-jig.

Back.

The arrival is bittersweet, timed with something deeply upsetting waiting for me at home. I'll just say it's pet-related and leave it at that for now. So I'm gonna be a bit of a wreck for the next couple days, but like I say, it's bittersweet because it's really, really good to be home. I can't wait to meet up with everyone, particularly the Rudes at THE SPANISH TRAGEDY. Hope y'all don't mind if I commandeer the cast party for my own homecoming purposes. Really, seeing folks is exactly what I need right now.

And, of course, there will be stories. Oh yes, there will be stories.

More later. Now, I need absinthe. It's a moral imperative.

DENT: Prologue

At the encouragement of the wonderful greedyslayer, I here present the prologue from the current draft of DENT (working title). At this stage, I'm experimenting with a bit of Cormac McCarthy style. Hopefully it works and isn't confusing, as I think it'll pay off in the bigger picture if done well.

But for now, here it is: a stand-alone chapter that can also operate as a teaser trailer for the ultimate finished book. Comments and criticisms are very welcome, but just be sure to treat this for the excerpt that it is. Hope you like it.

( Half the time, I didn’t know what to make of my father. )