The teen flick, sorry, novel, is done. Reviewed and dusted. Not quite the horror expected.
Panic review published last weekend. Will post it soon.
Back to school next week. Back to schedule. Back to actual writing. Until then, back to the washing.
A little like this
Of middling greyness
The repellant thing about blogging, for me, tends to be an inherent reliance on the personal pronoun, and it’s this that keeps me from adding my boring written bits to the void. However, an article I’ve just read about certain ageist reactions to the grey-haired presenter of a TV show I’ve never seen spurs me […]
Woof.
Just caught myself in the early throes of cleaning the boys’ room. This will not do. It’s obviously avoidance behaviour. Am staring at the latest review copy. The publicity hyperbole accompanying the paperback proclaims it “the perfect read for dog lovers and military enthusiasts alike“. Which is a pretty fucking long stride away from this […]
Anger shackles
On the train from Eumundi to Brisbane earlier this week, I’d scored myself some glorious uninterruptable hours to write a piece whose deadline casts a megashadow over the month (and a piece that’s proving a challenge on two fronts). Or so I’d assumed. Lack of chivalry meets lack of self control, and the bloke who […]