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.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Back Again

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Whoa. That was a week. I took Jake, and we hit the mainland. Melbourne, in fact. Did the NatCon thing. I always enjoy the SF Convention ...
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Goodbye, Ray.

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Ray Bradbury has died. Absolutely nothing I can say or write can touch that one, single fact. So long, Ray - and... thank you.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Stuck In Transit

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Transit of Venus, Transit of Venus How shall I rhyme thee Without using "penis"?          --- From "Lord Byron: Notes Scra...
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Monday, June 4, 2012

School Holidays: The Other Web

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Today is cold, windy, blustery as hell. Trees are bending over like politicians in front of mining magnates. Tasmania's got the winter t...
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Saturday, June 2, 2012

Pants

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Well, crap. I can't seem to widen this stupid text box. Nor can I put the picture up as a thumbnail. No doubt there's a cleverbo...
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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Trying To Remember...

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...what it might have been like to be lonely. As in: greatly desirous of human company. Thursdays are the closest thing I have to a day to...
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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Maybe I'm Jaded...

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Checked out a film with the Shite Team last night. We had high hopes for it: a thing called Kill List , which is touted as this amazing Brit...
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