Sods Law was supposed to be a parody. Some suggestive language and (hopefully) funny parts dotted along the way.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, it’s taking on a life of its own. Usually I love this because I don’t mind the novel writing itself. But it looks as though, if I continue as is, then come the first edit, I’ll have to remove all the comedic elements I wrote earlier. For the people who’ve read any of my earlier books they’ll know that my (alleged) humour is highly juvenile, which is the way I like it. My wife always said I never grew up.
But as usual I’m going with the flow. There’s always time for childish humour in another book. If blood must flow then so be it.
Perhaps there’s a way of combining both. I’ll look into that as well.
I love writing.