My precious lovelies,

Having received multiple accounts of supporters rending their garments, falling to their knees, and screaming “where, oh where, is #Sonnets?!?!”, I thought I’d make an update.

I’m happy to report that the manuscript is being typeset, the cover is looking fit AF, and the illustrations are complete/gorgeous. Perhaps most pressingly, the supporters list will close at MIDNIGHT on SUNDAY, APRIL 21st. After that date, people will be able to pre-order the book, but not get their appellation in the back. So, if you know someone who might fancy having their name enshrined beside my poems on Liam Neeson and porn, please do give them a nudge! 21st April is also the cut-off point for rewards, so anyone hankering after a bespoke sonnet should know that time is of the essence.

Thank you, once again, for your invaluable support — I can’t wait for Unbound to wing you all a copy. And so they shall be wung. But for now, I’ll leave you with another of Ollie Mann’s resplendent illustrations, this time depicting RoboCop:

Yours and yours alone,

Lucien