The March sales post is now up at the Beat, and since you always ask me to remind you, I’m reminding you.

Al does this hype stuff better than me.

Oh, and I’ve impulsively turned off the comments for this post to avoid a splinter thread.  Any comments, please post them over at the Beat.

You’ll have noticed, no doubt, that I’ve been a little quiet on the blogging front for the past few weeks. That’s mainly because of two other writing projects that have been taking up a lot of time. The first of these is something that I can’t talk too openly about just now, but is extremely exciting and if all goes well (and there’s no reason to believe it won’t) I should be able to talk about in around a year or so. The second is something which has now come fully to fruition and is available to buy right now.

Know Your Words is a collection of poems by three previously-unpublished poets, being me and fellow lexonauts Del Des Anges and Amy Kreines. Published through Lulu.com, it’s 170 pages of yummy poetic goodness and I’m hugely proud of it.

It’s got funny poems, sad poems, romantic poems, poems about pirates, poems about Space Invaders, poems about optimism and Ragnarok and the GI Joe movie and the future and glow-in-the-dark monkeys and other such awesomeness. It’s also got a Facebook fan page should you feel like showing support that way.

It’s not comics-related (and I appreciate that poetry, sexy as it is, isn’t everyone’s cup of tea), but if you’ve enjoyed my writing in the past it’s got the same sense of humour so you have a higher than average chance of enjoying this too (and if you haven’t enjoyed my writing then rest assured that Del and Amy are much, much more talented than I am).

EDIT: It’s been pointed out that some kind of indication of the poetry on offer would be helpful, so here’s one of mine as a sample:

Only Swans Can Break Your Arm

Love is like climate change
It makes you warmer by degrees
Love is like a hard drive crash
It brings your system to its knees
Love is like friendly fire
It hits you when you least expect
Love is like a Van Damme flick
It does not play to intellect.
Love is like cupidity
With Cupid in the driver’s seat
Love creates stupidity
So hearts forget to hit each beat
Love is like a hangover;
Your head will ache, your stomach heave
Love’s a televangelist
It tells you what you must believe
Love is like a nuclear bomb
It changes things for years to come
Love is dumb beyond belief
But still we wish we were that dumb.

We now return you to your regularly-scheduled blog.