A friend of my mums died yesterday, she'd been ill for some time and so wasn't unexpected, but when something like this happens, it precludes you writing about certain things. So, the chapter of the Shift that was being written got sidelined tonight and there's a chapter of World War Wolf in its place.
More tomorrow, but this is all I have for now
This is John Dodd, in the Socialist Republic of South Yorkshire, and Goodnight Pat Costello, family to mine in all but blood, Rest in Peace...
