I’m feeling strange. A little disillusioned. And rather fed up of the world of being a freelancer.

As a result, I’m going to spend another week writing, starting this Saturday.

Hopefully it’ll brighten me up a bit, as the whole freelancer existance is doing little but getting me down at the moment. There’s no light at the end of the tunnel. It’s just going to be lots and lots of struggling for the forseeable future, and I’m not sure if I like that idea. This is mainly just that I’ve been working like crazy for the past month to earn as much money as possible, and it’s kind of catching up with me.

Things will look happier soon. And I’ve got a launch party tomorrow, for Neal Asher’s new book, so there’ll be plenty of chances to make merry.