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at the end of the day

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I kid you not: I just watched a sulphur-crested cockatoo trip over his own feet and face beak-plant. Perhaps the cats, both crouched in gargoyle mode the other side of the window, are putting him off. Or perhaps the knock to the head he took when he flew into the window has broken something. Or […]

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back again (did you miss me?)

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Apologies for the extended silence; it was unavoidable. I've not been idle while I wasn't here, but madly revising a novel and crying out "What was I thinking?! No, really, can you read this sentence and make a guess at what I might have been thinking? It doesn't seem to have a verb in it, […]

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the road holds great danger

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The coloured tags mark out the pages which were too tricksome to fix on the first pass. Tricksome could mean the fix involved multiple pages, or finding a more elegant phrase which refused to come to mind at the time, or even that the fix simply required more from me than inserting a missed comma […]

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where's your dunkirk spirit?

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The copyedits slog on, and the further I wade in, the more notes I leave myself of the "yeah, come back and fix this, definitely" nature. This is the part of the process where I start to despair because I seem to be making more notes to self than I'm fixing. The mindset is entirely […]

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that's what's going to happen

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Today's walk home, or at least 1km thereof: It doesn't look too bad, does it? This, however, is one of those hills which remains difficult. There's one particularly steep stretch where, on stopping to rest, I find myself leaning forward to counteract the sense of standing poised on a precipice and in danger of tumbling […]

away come away

ugh

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The dayjob and the freelance work conspired on me, handing me a 16.5 hour workday which left me sorely in need of movement to unlock all the muscles in my back and neck that had seized up from all that typing. Not to mention sleep. In truly spectacular fashion, I fell into bed at 6:30pm […]

it's all about the whimsy

the macrae field

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While in Melbourne, I caught up with Andy, who claims he owns the most annoying cat in the world. It's a bold claim. I feel compelled to call him on it. One of his cat's less pleasant habits is sitting on his pillow, by his head, and licking his hair. This, I agree, sounds particularly […]

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i got no time for private consultation…

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Today, in a fit of my-brainpan-is-scraped-dry procrastination, I cleaned up my various IM accounts. I can't promise I'll be online or available on them with any greater frequency than before, but if you're interested you can find my various accounts listed over on my livejournal profile page. My brainpan is in fact scraped so dry […]