I’m at 4k on the YA zombie love novel now, and it’s turning into something quite interesting.
I’m writing from two separate first person perspectives, and I’m aiming for quite a deep, thoughtful perspective. I find a lot of first person can be quite chatty, so I’m seeing what I can do/achieve in staying away from [...]

I am having vast amounts of fun with the zombie love novel, and have knocked out about 3k words so far, with hopefully more to come tonight. No, I won’t be participating in NaNo, as I have a holiday to Japan smack bang in the middle of November, which would make things a little difficult.
But [...]

I’m supposed to be writing a respectable young adult novel about a gambling syndicate at the moment.
But instead I have something called ‘Red Eyes and Blue Lips: A Zombie Love Story’ on my screen.

Synopses are difficult to write.
How’s that?

‘The Ringing Sound of Death on the Water Tank’ will be reprinted in Dead Souls through Morrigan Books in March of 2009.  This story received an honourable mention in the Datlow/Link/Grant Year’s Best Fantasy and Horror 2008.

I’m currently working through my third round of revisions for Downtown, and I’m finding that the re-writing and (and new writing) is feeling somewhat akin to valiantly trying to ride my bicycle up Brunswick Road (a small, but still vicious, cousin of Mt Everest) in the rain.  With flat tyres.  And no pedals.

I’m [...]

I’ve made it through the second draft of Downtown, and am now readying myself for the adding in of the bunch of scenes and various things that assist in continuity and so forth that will comprise this next round of edits.  I swept through the last twenty thousand words or so in a few days, [...]

I spent the day in bed reading, as I’m wont to do when I’m all sniffly and sick.  I finished off M. T. Anderson’s Octavian Nothing, which was mostly brilliant (the book, not my finishing it*), and started on Charles de Lint’s Widdershins, because de Lint is, like Haruki Murakami, perfect sick-in-bed light reading.
I’m about [...]

No, this won’t be one of those posts lamenting the ubiquity of dirigibles and fair maidens and their related plot points, so never fear.
The Melbourne Writers Festival is currently in full swing, with all sorts of exciting things listed in the programme during the hours of 9-5, when lucky people like me are sitting at [...]

The other day I set aside the novel to try to work up a short story for a competition that closes soon.  I had my idea, a character, a cup of coffee, and was merrily typing away.  But then something terrible happened.
I was writing dialogue.
I picked up my laptop and waved it agitatedly* in front [...]