I wrote a brilliant, witty, insightful, heartwarming update only ten minutes ago and as I was posied to send it off to you all but I pressed the wrong button and it dissapeared.

I hear you saying that this stuff up is actually my fault.

Yeah, well… you can go and get… do I need to finish the sentence?

So here’s the highlights package.

New job. Temp work. Pays bills. No more selling my body on the street. Can buy back kidneys and liver. And penis.

Doctor Who is brilliant. Rob Shearman and Paul Cornell made me cry. Hate them for that. They didn’t need to hit me so hard.

Have checked my galley for next Big Finish short story collection DAY IN THE LIFE. Work of pure genius. Deserve some sort of prize. Will murder if no prize given. Really need kidney back.

Have another short story coming out in a few months. Editor is a top bloke. Liked the story. No surprises there. Work of genius.

Hi Nat.

Kidney.

Sleep now.