So it’s been more than two years since I posted on this blog. That’s a little awkward! You (one of literally several people who will read this entry) may be wondering what I’ve been up to. Well, it’s like the song says: “Mmm-mm, yeah, yeah / Oh yeah, yeah, yeah / Oh life, oh life / Life, oh life, oh life, oh life / Doo doo doo doo / Life, oh life, oh life, oh life / Doo doo doo.” I hope that clears things up.
My short story collection came out in 2022, and that was a really wonderful ride. I’m grateful to everyone who picked up a copy of the book, and it was fascinating to find out which stories connected with different readers.
Since then, I’ve been reading, and writing, and parenting, and working a day job, and trying to manage the difficult emotions that come with being a fan of Australian rugby union. I’ve been lucky enough to have had a few things published here and there, and — oh — did I mention that I’ve written a novel, and it’s coming out next year via Wakefield Press? I should probably mention that. I’m about to start working with smart people on edits, covers, etc. I love this part of the process, when the thing that has been living a reclusive existence in your brain spills out and you can actually talk about it with others who share your vision of turning it into a book.
Hopefully it won’t be another 24+ months before you hear from me again. Let me tell you that just like a hungover person on new year’s day, I have the best of intentions. I am reformed. I will be an effective communicator and most importantly, I will be a marketing force of nature for my debut novel. Watch this space!
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