First of all, I want to start by explaining the title. I changed this so many times to try and get the name to fit just right and roll of the tongue easy. Just didn't work so I stuck with Shattered Heaven. Either way, it fits with the story. If you haven't done so at this point, read it and you will know why. I don't want to spoil it for you.

As for the story itself, this one took me so much longer to write than the last ones. I had so many episodes of writers block I might have broken a record. Though a lot of life stuff also got in the way of writing this since too many things were happening at once, and most were not good. Breaking my hand for one thing did not help me much. Ever tried typing with your left hand? Not easy I tell you. Look after your hands guys.

I should point out that from Chapter 3 of Solaris, I have gotten into a habit of printing out my stories to proof read with a highlight pen and a biro from work. As I typed out the draft of this story, I feared that the middle part would be long and boring with too much waffle. I remember saying to myself 'I might have to summarise the middle bits' to cut the fat. As I proof read it though, I realised it was the shortest section of the story and needed little changes.

OK, the jungle thing... yes I had been reading my copy of the SAS Survival Guide again. Inspiration comes in all shapes. As for the rappel I describe at the end, where they come down head first... I read it in a book by Dale Brown called Night of the Hawk. I think he called it an Australian Rappel, and apparently it is quicker than a regular rappel. Not to mention that any enemies will be caught off guard, thinking that the guys jumping from the aircraft are commiting suicide.

Come to think of it, I remember a scene similar in the second Tomb Raider movie... bit it didn't come from there, I just remembered that as I typed this... honest.