I’ve published a new novel, about reality, loss, the connection between people and talking bears.
A couple of years ago I completed NaNoWriMo for the third time. It’s taken me since then to edit, polish and finally finish my second novel – She Only Boots for me is an energetic, breathtaking rollercoaster ride through a cyberpunk dystopia, taking in drug abuse, billionaires, dirty cops and dirtier streets.
Jimmy the Weasel works the beat in Little London, a neon-soaked post-war city rife with crime and corruption. It also has its bad points. Datsik is a nine-hundred-pound Kamchatka bear that thinks he’s Winnie the Pooh. Emil Lanksy is a Tulpa, the outsourced personality of a very dull young man. All Bravilor Bonamat wants is to LightJockey at Rancids and get through another shift without being dragged into criminal activity. Over the next few nights, shipping containers of human cargo will tie them all together and end up redefining reality itself.
The book is set in the same world (albeit at a different time) as It Looks Like You’re Writing a Letter, my previous novel, so if you liked that, you might like this too.
I’m really proud of it. I also love the cover, designed once again my my friend Andy Curry.
The book is available from Amazon as an ebook or paperback, or as a signed paperback directly from my publishing house.