There’s a review of Bloodheir up at the Grasping for The Wind blog that’s nice in all kinds of ways. I mention it here, though, mainly because I think it’s the first time I’ve seen anyone specifically praise the way I write about love. I’m a big softie, really. It’s a relief when something you’ve tried quite hard to get right has precisely the desired effect on the reader, even if it’s only one reader.
(I’m similarly relieved, incidentally, whenever someone describes my battle scenes as ‘cinematic’ – which one or two folk have done – because believe me, pretty much from draft 1, page 1 of Winterbirth, whenever I’m writing violence I’ve been sitting there hunched over the keyboard all but muttering ‘make it cinematic, make it cinematic’, like some drooling, lunatic hermit who used to be a failed screenwriter and has gone downhill from there.)
In case anyone likes to know these things, the title for book three was agreed a little while ago, and it is: Fall of Thanes. No, it’s not quite finished yet; Yes, it will be finished before too long. And yes, one or more Thanes may indeed fall, but Who? How far? And will they bounce?
And a Bloodheir Extract. Here.