While writing Space Danger! I’m often surprised when background characters get fed up with me not giving them much time in the spotlight and they seem to find a way to smack me in the chops and demand better.
One bunch of lads in particular have made me laugh more than any of the other characters and I hardly use them in the main story, although they are crow-barring their way into scenes more and more as I progress and that’s probably because they’re tougher than me and could kill me with a swift slap to the face. The Space Marines! Bless their camouflage socks.
So while I’m working on Part 3 of the main story they decided I should tell the tale of how they got to actually be Space Marines and I therefore had to oblige. They also told me that if I actually released the story then they would have to kill me. I don’t know if they were joking or not but to hell with it, I published it anyway.
Is that someone outside? I’ll go look in a second.
One other thing I want to add about this story is the driving force behind every battle-hardened, grizzled old Space Marine, and that’s their mother.
This story isn’t just about the Space Marines’ last days of training, it’s about the mothers that made it possible for them to be there.
In my own little way it’s a little message to my mum.
Mum! I’ll always be your brave little soldier.
Loads of love.