Shall I tell you what I've got sitting on my desk to read right now? Want to feel really really jealous? OK, it's only the manuscript of
Neil Gaiman's latest, unpublished until October 2008, novel,
The Graveyard Book. I've been reading it on and off for a while but I kept having to break off while he wrote the next bit - God, some writers are so selfish sometimes, did he really need to sleep? - but now I've got the whole yummy thing in front of me, and I can't wait to sink myself into this sinister, spooky, funny, sweet graveyard world.
I'll report more later, but in the meantime you can shake
Neil's Magnificent Oracular journal. Or I'll tell you what, shall I give you a random sentence from The Graveyard Book ... ?
The creature that grinned sharp teeth and let a pointed tongue of improbable length waggle between its teeth, did not look like Bod's idea of a bishop: its skin was piebald and it had a large spot across one eye, making it look almost piratical.
Hmmm... now who will play him in the film, I wonder.
