Tony Lyttle

I feel like ýou’re talking from personal experience here, Ath 😁

“Mosquito? Nope.” What about a mosquito with a really bad attitude that’s sitting there on the wall hardly able to stay put because of the weight of blood it’s just scoffed out of your cheek just exactly where EVERYBODY will think it’s a spot, and planning just how to make its saliva more proteiny and anti-coagulanty and generally irritating. But…[Read more]

Hahahaha! I got that, don’t worry 😀

” I literally wouldn’t kill a fly. Even a tiny one.” What about a mosquito?

Oops! But the good thing is that making mistakes isn’t the end of the world – which you have proved! And I’ve had plenty of mistakes along the way too…

Yes, agree with that Philippa. I’ve not got anything else to add yet, except to agree with comments already made – and thank you for setting this up!

Edit: and like the edit button!

Really interesting reading, Richard. The name was familiar but I haven’t read anything by him. It’ unusal for me not to have at least sampled something by a historic fantasy writer. I can see what you mean about his writing being a bit Marmite. It was making me wince and laugh at the same time.

Everything Philippa said! Though re the faux pas, do you mean in terms of naming the agent specifically or not saying that it’s being read at all? Because I’ve always been told it’s good to let other agents know that you’re sending it to other people, that other people are reading the full etc. and this is what I did when more than one person was…[Read more]

Hi PB, hope you’re well

Thanks all. I hope the extra pressure on the Cloud isn’t breaking it. I notice that things like style sheets and image files aren’t loading straight away which does some odd things to the Cloud’s appearance. I wonder if SocialGo have stopped routine tasks that keep the system in good order.

You washed him? Oh lordy. You poor thing.

Doing a bit. Not so much as I should, but I’m on chapter 7 of Draft 1 of AsYetUntitledStory, so that’s something. In the middle of a weirdly non-sexy sexy scene, or a weirdly sexy non-sexy scene. Either way, it’s something new.

How’s about you?

Cats have long memories, but they’re fickle. I’m sure you can buy back its affection somehow.

Cracking stuff. There ye go.
There’s a few jelly babies in a bowl (note, not really a bowl, just a half-full bag, but let’s pretend this is posh) on the table (not really a table, just a stool beside the computer desk) too.
What’s the craic, WB?

Afraid I won’t have the time to get involved, Ath. But good luck to ye all.