I have opened a box of incalculable personal horror, and in here also lies the steady collapse of civilisation (I’ve enough horror in me to include everything on the planet) … But allow me a moment of uncontainable solipsism as I quote from my own text:
“There is no whimper or bang, just a long series of catastrophes. Year after year, decade after decade, always worsening, always leaving things changed after each crisis. The past is unrecoverable. Extinction is incremental. There is no science fiction. Advanced physics, inter-galactic travel, gadgets? An epic fantasy, the lot of it. There is only horror ahead of us now.”
We go out to bat October 22nd. But if anyone missed this post, there will be others …
I’m really looking forward to reading your new novel tomorrow. I hope you’ve arranged something special to celebrate publication day.
Best wishes
Amanda
Thank you, Amanda!