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I have sent my agent the final (touch wood) manuscript of the book I don't really like, which allows me to work on the one I do like. This is a bit of it, that stands alone-ish? This book is low-key SF about a very large orbital spaceship called the Night Service that's basically a small town, run by Chief Administrator Quarren, who is a tired thirty-something woman in a position of institutional power. (I know, right. Such a shock.) In this bit, Quarren's girlfriend Eden has gone away for a while, and Quarren is coping fine. Fine. She's fine.

(The one thing I am proudest of, with Quarren, is that I killed several men for her character development. And, also, that she and a bunch of nuns run an NHS district general hospital in space, because why the hell not.)

If you have read the previous section, though, this one does follow straight on.

( no NHS biscuits for anyone! )