URCHIN AND THE RAGE TIDE is published today. Whoo, at last! Fanfare of otter-blown trumpets, squirrels doing somersaults, hedgehogs throwing peals into the air, moles whacking drums and tambourines. Declare a festival! Yes, please! says Fingal. Blooming fuss, says Todd, but he loves it really. Ooh, Mum! says Hope before stepping into a bowl of raspberries. Just eat them, Hope.
Juniper goes to see She of the Stories, and says
Are you all right?
Yes. I've been looking forward to them reading it.
It's the last one.
Finishing writing it was the hard part. Publishing it feels good. I just hope they love the story. Juniper, what about you? are you all right?
Oh, yes. You gave us a future. It just won't be in books. How about a cordial?
Have we got any elderflower? Heart keep you, Juniper.
Heart keep you, Margi. Look out for riding stars.
Prior to all this, I have just had a holiday in beautiful Kent, and will tell you about it as the week goes on. Think of moated manor houses, amazing gardens, dappled sunshine in leafy lanes, and moorhens.
3 comments:
i am on the last chapter of the fifth book already! i love it so much.
the last one? really?
The publishers only wanted to do five, Twin, so it wasn't entirely up to me, but I felt I finished it at the right place. If enough people pester the publishers for more, who knows what might happen? But at present there are no plans for another.
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