This latest instalment of Teratogenesis has been the hardest to write so far.
Not only am I trying to contend with the increased schedule of the serial but I’m suffering with a couple of mental and physical ailments as well. Namely a nightmare that was like David Lynch’s Marxist version of Hellraiser and whatever-the-hell-I-did to my knee on the way back from the shop.
But these are ultimately only distractions and I’m a year into this now, it’s too far to falter at the last step. Even if it takes me three bloody attempts…
