After some shaming from Rupert, who said “instead of dicking about with these silly little smut sketches, you should write a fantasy novel”, I decided to see what I had in my sketches project.
The answer is: a lot, and not a lot.
I reviewed the sketch collection, to see what basis there is a for a novel.
On some fronts I was surprised. I do have a sort of plot arc, and there are some core characters.
However, the plot has more holes in it than a block of gassy Emmental, and the characters are mostly ciphers. They resemble the car dealer in “Fargo”.
So there is much to be done.
Time to, as they say in my country of birth, get my arse in gear.