Hopes. Up. Or Down.
Now don’t get your hopes up, this won’t be a big, fabulous post, so if you’re looking for that, move on, nothing to see here, get an ice-cream at the nearest sales point and thank you for stopping by.
Yes, I can do nude. I didn’t stuff that in the, admittedly, very weird blog title for no reason. But it’s not just about the image. It’s about…
Okay, I admit, this gets weirder and weirder. Bare and bear with me: I’m very tired and I still have 2 days to work before I have a week off.
Space, however, is happening a lot on my computer these days.
You may recognise this cover, on the right.
Nude In Space.
One of the earlier naturist science fiction books I wrote. A while ago I heard people asking for more of this. Now I could recommend buying the book again and reading it again, but that would be a weird shortcut, right?
Well, let me tell you a not-so-secret.
Nude In Space 2 is growing.
It’s far from done yet. I’m on chapter 13 at the moment and wasting precious writing time by telling you that it’s not done yet. I can already hear the boo, hiss, get y’all naked ass back to writing calls, but that’s fine. I’ll get my naked ass back to writing after writing this.
The story is over 32000 words long at the moment, which means there is a lot more to come. As soon as I get this post done.
But since it’s Wednesday and I didn’t want to leave you without a blog post, I wrote you this.
Have a happy day, everyone. Bare it all if you can. Talk to you again. Cheerio!