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“Sleek, action-packed...the blend of The Dirty Dozen and Ray Harryhausen we didn’t know we needed.” -- The Financial Times Explore the exploits of @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social 's Roman, monster-hunting HIDDEN LEGION today! Only 0.99 each in our eBook sale: https://geni.us/Solarissale

“Sleek, action-packed...the blend of The Dirty Dozen and Ray Harryhausen we didn’t know we needed.” -- The Financial Times Explore the exploits of @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social‬ 's Roman, monster-hunting HIDDEN LEGION today! Buy book 1 geni.us/mKl8 Buy book 2 geni.us/silentemp

Reykjavík looking pretty decent at 11pm

I challenge contemporary masculinity to encompass the range of my 5-year old son’s trousers.

“Sleek, action-packed...the blend of The Dirty Dozen and Ray Harryhausen we didn’t know we needed.” -- The Financial Times Explore the exploits of @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social‬ 's Roman, monster-hunting HIDDEN LEGION today! Buy book 1 geni.us/mKl8 Buy book 2 geni.us/silentemp

Can confirm - am at least one of those at any given time.

These books are excellent and entertaining, and so are their authors! And all of them will be at SRFC tomorrow evening - do come! 7pm, 8th April, Star of Kings, nr Kings Cross station London £5 on the door (optional) @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social @hollygramazio.bsky.social

Have a fantastic weekend everyone! Remember, Holly Gramazio @hollygramazio.bsky.social and Snorri Kristjánsson @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social will be chatting about their books on Tuesday - do drop in!

Drawing?!? Kids, man. Genuinely think this drawing looks more delicious than any red onion I’ve ever had.

Tuesday 8th April at SRFC: SNORRI KRISTJÁNSSON! @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social He's Iceland's premier fantasy author will talk about his new series, The Hidden Legion - who hunt monster that threaten the Empire. All welcome! 7pm, 8th April, Star of Kings, nr Kings Cross Station

They are dropping bombs of veracity on Trusky

I am, possibly against brief, SUPER EXCITED to be back at the SRFC! It is easily the best club, full of the handsomest and most erudite readers of tremendous literature.

You know when you’re tired? When 12-year old students notice that you’re tired.

Chess, as such, isn’t hard. The main problem tends to be that the people I play are quite good at it and not interested in losing.

Day milliontyfive of back pain. It’s shifting, lads. I believe it is. I managed to almost entirely dress myself, the act of showering has been downgraded to DEFCON-4, and I drove for the first time since Saturday. I also winced when I stepped on a 2mm bump in the road, so we are not quite there yet.

What day are we on? Day 8? Yeah. Sure. My back seems intent on keeping me on my toes. Today has been a smorgasbord of pains - random, dull, intense, shabby, non-existent. Like the world’s worst wedding DJ. Hopefully this is a physio-related step back, and tomorrow will have me tap-dancing again*.

Back pain, Day 7. I had not fully appreciated how uneven Edinburgh is. This is a city entirely composed of bumps, lumps, drops and ridges. Ow. Also, I am going to the physio, down these stairs. Wish me luck, or a relatively painless death.

Day 6. I went and saw a very nice drugs who gave me all the nurse. I am now in significantly less pain, and the penguin is very pliable after that episode with the cheeseboard.

Recap: on Tuesday I pulled a muscle in my back. Either that, or I entered into a portal to a very bespoke hell. Today is Day 5. If pain is indeed weakness leaving the body, my body is very happy to announce that it had quite a lot of weakness stored up, and is happy to keep supplying.

BP day 4. Woke up feeling … better! Movement was easier, aches had shifted, positivity! Joy! Went to the bathroom, stood up …and someone stabbed me in the back with an invisible trident. I am 100% done with this now.

BP day 3 update. I have won a very satisfying game of chess and had at least two moments where I found myself, if not quite skipping gaily, then at least walking without worrying about the next jolt of pain. It’s not much, but we’ll take it.

Back pain, day 3. I need many things. Anti-inflammatory things that actually anti-inflame. IV chocolate. A solution so old-man shuffling and looking down on my phone doesn’t make me dizzy. What I *don’t* need, at this precise moment in time? A sneeze. Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow.

Day 2 update. I sat down because shuffling around at a sub-glacial pace is surprisingly tiring and the sun is having an almost personal moment with my favourite chair. It was a Bad Idea. Scooched in, nearly fell asleep, had to do some sort of broken 3D model patch job to get myself vertical again.

Back pain, Day 2. I got out of bed on my own not once, but TWICE. I will now and forevermore recognise this as a fantastic privilege. Spasms are more frequent, which makes the stairs way less fun, but significantly less intense. Sitting down for more than 10 minutes remains a Bad Idea.

Yesterday I pulled a something in my back while trying to resuscitate a photocopier. Today has been spent trying out what being 88 years old might be like. 0/10, would not recommend.

Tonight, an old man Icelanders have named ‘Sheep-botherer’ will creep into your houses and bother your sheep. You have been warned.

Based on Research and Science. 100% accurate.

Settling down to my regular post-work, pre-nursery pickup 45 minute writing session. Only problem being - I forgot my laptop at home.

The microphone strongly implies the existence of the macrophone.

I wanted to write a clever, pithy allegory or simile or something about loads of berries needed to make one jar of jam only the opposite and how I had a bunch of jars but just one berry which is my brain but I couldn’t because I’m tired. But I *am* going to see Gladiator 2 tonight. So that’s nice.

Today, my seventh novel is published in the US. Teenage me would be astounded - but he would also probably wonder out loud why there were only seven and why I wasn’t also a Grandmaster and a millionaire.

This - is really, really cool. Go meet the Emperor, if you dare!

I have had approximately 2 pints of tea today. I can smell colours and hear into the future.

[commercial for stones] are you tired of killing 2 birds with your bare fuckin hands

🗨️ For Want of a Hero with Snorri Kristjánsson, Taran Matharu and Elizabeth May 📅 Friday, 31 May at 6.45pm BST @snorrikristjansson.bsky.social @elizabethmay.bsky.social Reserve your tickets and find the full #Cymera2024 programme on our website: www.cymerafestival.co.uk/cymera2024-e...

Absolutely not sure about next week - but if I survive it…

I have retreated to the Kingdom of Fife for a writing sprint, and paid the princely sum of £45 for one night in a hotel room. I am now finding out why the room was so reasonably priced. There is what feels like approximately 2 inches of MDF between my head and the men’s urinals for the hotel bar.