Good evening. Marcus, Bristol. I teach English at a secondary school, which means I spend my days explaining The Great Gatsby to people who would rather be anywhere else, and my evenings trying to write something half as shapely.
Twenty years of writing, four abandoned novels. The fifth, The Chapel Bell, is a dark academia thriller set in a boarding school in slow decline. It stands at 52,000 words, which is historically where I lose my nerve.
A colleague shared a post on Facebook. I have been a Scrivener man for fifteen years and I am wary of anything with AI attached to it, so I will admit the deciding factor was that Muse suggests and does not write the prose. My sentences may be poor, but they are mine.