Orkishly Impatient

Twitchy. Growly. Stompy. That's how I get when there's a package on its way to me. I check the mailbox about five times a day till it arrives. And Mr. Kyme (my editor) tells me that author copies of my next novel, Rynn's World, are winging their way to me as I type this.
[Insert irritatingly high-pitched noises of glee here]

By all accounts, the book looks bloody great - shining white Jon Sullivan cover, embossed title, full colour maps in the middle. I can't wait to see it. Sure, it was a tough ride, but I've a feeling it'll all be worth it when my diligent Japanese postie gets here, package in hand.

In the meantime, I've got plenty to get on with, as you'll know from my previous post.

... and my PS3 came back from repair. Sony are pretty cheeky with the price of the new drive they fitted, but at least they were super-fast. It was only gone for four days (including pickup and delivery). Not bad. Pity they can't fix my Killzone 2 connection issues while they're at it. Actually, that's probably for the best. ;)