The Improbable Exploits of Harvey Anderson

Does that have a ring to it, or should I change my title? In the great tradition of Charles Dickens, I am writing serial fiction. Not in the newspapers, but in my newsletter. I'm not going to be posting it on my blog, or making it freely available on the Internet. This is just for subscribers, my way of saying “thank you” for showing an interest in my work. It is the story of a slightly snarky civil servant who discovers one day that he can fly. I'm betting this will be a life-changer for poor Harvey... The first part has already gone out in this week's newsletter.

“But wait,” you cry, “I missed it! And you didn't even warn me!” Now really. Seriously. I'm nicer than that. If you sign up now, you will be given the mystical key (aka password) necessary to read it. I haven't figured out how to get a sign-up form on the blog (working on that) but until I do, just click over to any other page on this site to find the form.

In other news, I'm sorry for the last few weeks of silence, but life overtook me. No, there was no major bad news, or anything of the kind, but just a multitude of obligations that overloaded my system. But things are closer to normal now, and I am back in the blogging saddle. And since I last talked to you, I acquired yet another grandson. Another three weeks until I can meet him!