Follow That Trebuchet
The beautiful cover has been created by artist Daryl Joyce I've been working on this for rather a while now, and my book, Where We Stand, Where We Fall, is up for pre-order. I mentioned it on BlueSky last week, but here's a whole post about it - and a 30% discount code if you…
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I thought it'd be nice to do a quick post about what's been going on this year. And since I have this website it seems sensible that I try to remember to update it. But, yes, 2025! A year that is...the not the best year I've ever experienced, but I am determined to keep this…
These days between Christmas and New Year's always feel a bit weird for me, all tucked away and quiet and leaving a great deal of time to reflect, and then feel vaguely ghastly about how another year is gone, it really *really* isn't 1998 any more, and what exactly did I do with the last…
Two posts in two days. What is this? But never fear, yet again I'm posting about some smashing news rather later then when it was announced. It's more Big Finish, and it's giddyingly awesome: I've written for Tom Baker. I thought it wasn't going to be out for years and years (it's still quite a…
Now if you are a BIg Finish fan, you might think "But that release came out months ago." Which is true. But the sentence is still correct, just horribly untimely. I would like to blame Covid. Anyway, my one (and only) contribution to the main range of Big Finish Doctor Who came out in December.…
There are several things on the Twitters today that are making me ARGH, but this is one of the less rage-inducing ones, and more eye-rolly, so I can deal. Anyway, this is the story, and with context, you see why I'm more eyerolls than raging even though I did maayybe yell "NELLIE BLY" at the…
I'm terrible at dealing with jetlag. I've been exceptionally lucky this year and managed not to contract any sort of flu-like symptoms while in Los Angeles, and yet I'm still busy splashing around in a lovingly built pit of self-pity because, omg, the bloody jetlag. I'm tired, dammit! I'm tired and I can't sleep cause…
Lizbeth Myles 