Move Along. Nothing To See Here.

I'm a writer, mostly of speculative fiction, living in rural Tasmania. I've got a rural GP wife and three small kids, and I keep a running commentary of life here so that when my kids are old enough to give a shit, they can read up and discover who their parents used to be. I tried doing this on paper, but I sucked at it. So I tried doing it online with an audience. It worked. May contain adult language and concepts. Deal with it.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Conversations At The Checkout

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I was at the Woolworth's checkout this morning, and somehow the conversation between me and the charming lasses behind the counter ticke...
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Friday, March 26, 2010

Aftermath

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Tree-That-Was: a truly mighty blackwood, probably close to seventy years old. That's near the end of the lifespan of such trees, apparen...
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The Dad Thing

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They're outside my study right now, cutting down trees. Lots of 'em. I'm very sad. Some of them had to go, and I knew it. There ...
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Saturday, March 20, 2010

They Convicted Peter Watts

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Those of you who know who and what I'm talking about may be interested in reading further: http://www.rifters.com/crawl/?p=1186&cpag...
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Thursday, March 18, 2010

OMFG. I Think These People Are Actually Serious.

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http://www.bookbyyou.com/teen/firstbite/demo.asp Go! Play! Be appalled!
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What's Going On

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*I put a reminder notice about the ju-jitsu classes in the primary school newsletter. Result: we're going to be training newbies for a w...
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Monday, March 15, 2010

Stupid Is Always Right Behind You

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Had a bit of an incident last week. A friend who was visiting knocked on my study door to say she'd been stung by a jackjumper ant. (Fie...
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