Saturday, 14 November 2015
An unexpected tetralogy
I've just finished the latest round of editing for the final editions of my three trilogies: Three Hoodies Save the World, Old Geezers and Kongomato; all of which I truly believe and fervently hope are my best works so far, and allowing me my intention of taking a year off to learn how to paint (better) and finally write the computer game I've been designing for years.
Only to realise that I can't. What a dumkopf I am. upon reading all three with a fresh eye, or at least as fresh as my ancient orbs are capable, I see that I've left myself no choice but to write another of each.
Of course I could just expunge all references to any further dealings with my characters, but that would spoil the endings of all three.
What a dimwit. These nine books are the result of twenty years revision, the first of which was written in DOS!! On a clockwork computer.
My only decision now is whether I'm going to take that year off or delve right into editions number 4 times three.
I'll solve this in the age old British way. I'll have a nice cup of tea - or two.