"Maaaartin...?" begins one of Kurtzhau's friends.
I've just stuck my head around the door to offer refreshments to the gang of 13-year olds currently camping out around my son's wargame table.
"Remember that time the doorbell rang and there was nobody there...?"
"Um," I say, yes remembering but also, cringing. Oh shit. I'd forgotten that.
When that doorbell rang, I was in the middle of writing a fight scene for The Wreck of the Marissa. It's first person, and the main character is a foul-mouthed former mercenary NCO I vaguely imagine played by Daniel Craig.
You ever seen that experiment where you get somebody who swears they never dream and you wake them up from REM sleep?
And they say something like, "But the giant chickens are genuflecting"?
Well...
