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My babies, coming home.
Five years ago today I signed over the digital rights for Felafel and The Tasmanian Babes Fiasco to my then publishers, Pan MacMillan.
Famously, things went a bit pear-shaped shortly after.
It was nothing to do with those titles, but it did mean that they were locked up inside the company vault for the next five years.
I wrote to the publisher yesterday and requested that the rights be reverted. They kindly agreed.
And so, a happy moment…
Tough day at the keyboard
I should be posting this over at Patreon, but it’s not the sort rubbish I want cluttering up people’s email, so I’m writing my thoughts here instead. The nice thing about Substack is that even though it’s designed as an email first platform, they’ve generously built in this nice blogging option too.
Why was I not told?
Tip o’ the propellor beanie to Beeso who sent me this much appreciated link to a critical gush job over at Rolling Stone. The subject of all the gushing? Cinemax.
The Stand trailer
No idea where this is going to stream in Australia. Hopefully not on Ten, but it’s a fair chance given the CBS connection. I think I’d have to buy it on iTunes if it ended up on FTA, butchered by ads.
We're doomed, but the memes, at least, are fun.
A thing I learned since we last talked; Vladimir Putin’s grandad was Josef Stalin’s chef. He lived to tell of it, and to gift us a bunch of Putin memes and GRU plots. But I suppose we can’t hold that against Grandpa Putin. The memes, at least, are fun.