Is it me or the RSS feeds on this site awful?

Anyway, welcome to my new Goodreads blog. As you can gather, I'm getting straight out of the gate with a grumble. Because I'm lovely. Fragrant, even.

I currently write historical fiction and humour and I may also appear elsewhere on Goodreads but I won't tell you where yet. Because it's fun.

My plan for 2014 involves finishing off my series of Fifty Shades of Grey parodies, Fifty Shades of Neigh, in which badly researched BSDM has been switched out for Bronyism. If you don't know what Bronies are, it's best I tell you now, because believe me - some of the Google image searches are not pleasant.

A brony is an adult male fan of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. Like many internet fandoms or people who structure their entire lives around one obsession, they tend to be quite...vocal. Some might say boring.

It was in this spirit that I realised that Christian Grey - the kind of juvenile kink-nerd who roams into hardware stores and starts dropping innuendos left right and centre - might be a character who lends himself to a different kind of nerdery. And so Crispian Neigh was born.

The brony thing slid to the sidelines in the sequel, Fifty Shades Fatter, in much the way that kink took a backseat in Fifty Shades Darker while Ana and Christian instead indulged in endless, repetitive arguments about where their relationship was headed (nowhere good). The final part of the trilogy Fifty Shades Later, attempts to answer the question that's merely hedged in Fifty Shades Freed - what really happened two years down the line when they realised they were heartily sick of the sight of one another.