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  • December! 2010!

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    What. A. Year. It’s pretty much done: one more day of day-job, several weeks of resting AND writing, and then back for another round in 2011. January seems so long ago I can’t even remember what I wanted to get out of this year. Of course, I *should* have written myself a message at futureme.org,…

  • Chocolate Friday

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    Today I had a chocolate bar. Which is not of interest in & of itself, except with relation to the fact that I rarely eat chocolate bars & don’t even remember the last time I ate a chocolate bar or what that chocolate bar might’ve been. But today I was tired enough that the charity…

  • Because it’s just been that kind of year

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    It started with the life-threatening cut to the wrist that covered my kitchen in blood, but successfully missed all major arteries. (Wouldn’t think it to see the bloody mess we cleaned up at 3am.) It continued, with the home break-in that resulted in one smashed window ($400+, thank-you very much) & the loss of ……

  • Big realisations for the day

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    Realisation #1: there’s an event in the Great Unsaleable novel that I’ve had pegged as the end-of-act-1 event. Trouble is, of course, this means Act 1 is about 50,000 words long (if Scrivener is to be believed). I’ve tried shifting stuff out to the later acts, but a lot of it makes no sense that…

  • Charles

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    Having Charlie Brown suddenly not there is like losing one of the landmarks that lets you know you’re home. One of my favourite Charles memories: fossicking in that library of his while he told me secrets about Gene Wolfe and Carter Brown. God damn.

  • Flying just got less fun

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    Snakes on a plane — for real. (So they say. Who trusts the mainstream media anymore?) Fumigated the little devils to death. Wouldn’t you just love to be on THAT plane now, eh? *cough* *cough* *gasp for breath*

  • Tall glass of water

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    Typing has been slowed at chateau deborahb owing to an altercation with a glass of cold water over the weekend. It’s hard to say who won. Me, I ended up with five stitches in my wrist (& post-traumatic flashbacks to the moment I thought I was dead). The glass of water, however, wound up in…

  • Job lot

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    There’s something reassuring about being jobless in a sea of joblessness. Nobody asks you much about *why* you’re jobless. The same string of suspicious questions you usually face about your peripatetic approach to the day job don’t come up. Oh, sure, they still pose the usual ‘why did you leave your last role’, but once…

  • It’s my birthday!

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    Which leads to one crucial question: where is the best cake in Sydney?

  • And not a moment too soon

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    I have updated my website! A cobbler’s children are always the last to have new shoes, & seeing as I used to make websites, naturally I had a bulk of day-job distaste for the idea of re-designing my own site. But once I installed the WordPress blog, I realised a new design had to go…