Great news!  The copyrighting of the cover painting of my spy novel happened today.  So the image is ready to go.  All I have to get is a letter of permission from Jon the artist (hopefully less than a thousand words LOL) so that this blogger doesn’t end up behind bars.  I’m not great with legalese, so I’m using a broker to take care of such things for me, rather than creating a lot of litter myself by filling the forms in wrongly.

I recently had a discussion with a colleague who asserted his opinion that copyrighting is going to die out and that this was a sign of the times.  I’m not sure I disagree.  I think in the long term it’s certainly possible.  Let’s face it – all over the world people are infringing others’ copyrights and some seem to have a very cavalier, “catch me if you can” attitude.  Nonetheless I’ve heard of several successful prosecutions in recent years.  Who doesn’t have a music MP3 of a commercial market record on their computer somewhere?  Anyway, I think copyrights will stay as they are for a good few years yet, so I’m slotting into that bracket.  I am still hoping to be able to announce the tile of my espionage book by the end of next week!

Changing the subject in a hard left curve, I am so grateful to live in Saskatchewan.  When I lived in Europe I was always forgetting the time change, daylight savings as they call it here.  I remember my embarrassment at turning up to places either an hour early or an hour late, depending on the time of year.  Now I suppose we’re all so engaged in social media that we’re unlikely to miss it thanks to many online reminders.  But here in Saskatchewan we don’t have to remember it and I’m really glad about that!  I’m sure the spies in my novel would have some clever spy gadgets which would figure out the time change for them, but maybe an ordinary GPS receiver will do that, I don’t know.

So anyway, that’ll do for now but I can’t deny I’m excited.  I don’t want to say too much, but Steve’s internet marketing tech is starting to work amazingly well.  Shhh… don’t whisper a word!

Roger and out, X.