Where The Hell Was I?

Hi! How is everybody? Good? It's been a while...

Jeeeeez, look at the state of this website. It’s covered in MOULD. I need to spring clean. Fumigate. Pour petrol on it, torch it, and start again. Also, I need to transition the whole site to the new Squarespace architecture. I’ve been meaning to do that for the last two years. Goddamn. (You can tell I’m listening to a lot of Marc Maron lately, can’t you? It’s a seductive voice. SEDUCTIVE.)

Julian doing something mysterious, somewhere tasteless. Photo by Solana Joy.

Why have I neglected my website?

1.) Twitter. (Hypocrite Twitter! My blog’s tongue-tied brother, my blog’s tiny, deformed twin!)

2.) I’ve been writing a novel called Infinite Ammo (more on that in a second).

3.) My Kickstarter last August, set up to fund the completion of that novel, blew up, and raised nearly six times what I’d asked for, and took over my life for a while (the parts of my life that weren’t already obsessively writing a novel). And one of the best things about Kickstarter (I’ve backed a few projects there, as well as launching my own) is that, as a backer, you get regular updates. So I’ve been updating my lovely backers since August; but writing an update satisfies the blogging urge. Thus, no blog posts here.

So if you want to catch up on the last six months of my life (Las Vegas! Singapore! Russia! Guns! Germs! Ice cream!) go read all the updates on my Kickstarter. It’s called The Las Vegas Postcards, and all the public updates are there, just click. (There have also been a few private ones between me and my backers, but a guy has to have some secrets.)

Oh, the novel: It’s finished. I finished it last week. Hmmm? What? Is it a relief? Oh man, it’s like putting down a piano you’ve been carrying everywhere for three years.

So, today (hey, Saint Patrick’s Day! My middle name! Auspicious!), my beloved agent Charlie Campbell started sending it out to the select few publishers out there with the right type of traumatic childhood and subsequent deep-seated personality disorder to fully appreciate it. I think it’s my best book. (Although it’s so radically different from the Jude books, that’s like comparing an iPhone with some bananas.) 

Anyway, the London Book Fair comes up next month, and there may be some hot contractual action by then. We’ll see. Whatever happens, I’ll tell you instantly on Twitter, later on Kickstarter, and eventually here. It is all very exciting.

OK, now go love each other (yeah, enemies and all, you know it makes sense).

-Julian