Officially The Lord Of The Mountain was published on Friday, and tomorrow I’m off to Coopers School in Chislehurst, Kent, to meet some of the kids who acted as language consultants on the book.  Should be fun.

Meanwhile I’m cracking on with The Age Of Odin.  Nearly 40,000 words in the bag, and I’m having a terrific time with a first-person narrator who’s hopelessly politically incorrect, swears like a trooper (because he used to be one), takes nothing seriously, and is very handy indeed in a fight.  Just like me, in fact, except for the handy in a fight part.