After Silence

I've just put in a provisional text for the Nip/Tuck book on which jennyo and I have been working in tandem with the BSG book over the last few years. Thank God it's off my back.

The next few months will be spent on my last contracted book with Tauris, due by the end of the year, a collection of essays on fantasy film, and on trying to finish Vol 2 of the novel. There will also be poems and perhaps a short story or two.

Two Guardian blog pieces

One, about trans-positive and -negative language, was written ages ago and is now up here and the other, about demonic possession and its drift back into political discourse is here.

The demoonic possession one has some very interesting comments along the lines of 'if you had seen what I have seen, you would not mock' and demands that I read exorcism manuals before mocking.

Here's the thing - I am reasonably sure that a lot of people who do believe in possession, believe that I am possessed. They want either to kill me, or stop me being me. Am I really supposed to study their offensive nonsense in depth? I have better things to do with my time. I am, as it happens, reasonably well-informed in these matters, without being obsessional.

What I want to know is - where exactly north of Holborn is it that teenager-killing Baal cultists hang out? One would rather not intrude on the pub where they drink. Enquiring minds want to know.

Oh, and then there's the 'if no one identified as anything, there wouldn't be any problem' comment on the trans piece. Yep, and Americans have abolished class distinctions by never talking about class...