Let's take a walk with Gully...

It would seem that I’m blowing away the cobwebs of writer’s block and moving nicely once again through The Outcast Gully Morgan, and as there are going to be quite a few landscape changes along the way I’ve decided to redecorate in here with every move.  At the moment I’m in apocalyptic London, and although said city is walled in on every side with scrap metal salvaged from the Dead Plains, this picture is pretty much what Gully sees when he wakes every morning in his shack. 

Hopefully it won’t be too long before the scene changes again, and we can move on through the novel together with Gully, but for now, enjoy.