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again the week vanishes out from under me

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the good Squawk has graduated away from Duplo and on to "little Lego" or "big girl Lego", as she calls it. Or, as I call it, the proper stuff. I mean, Duplo is surprisingly versatile for its size, and I'm sure you've all seen my attempts at robots and towers and dinosaur cars over the […]

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in which tim tams make a surprise appearance

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What I planned to spend the last two months doing was talking about Cherry Crow Children in some form or fashion, mostly in the form of guest-blogging. What I actually ended up doing, after receiving a notice to vacate because the landlord had decided to sell, was obsessively checking real estate sites in an attempt […]

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2014 aurealis award shortlist, featuring … me!

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…AKA well, would you look at that… Turns out "Teratogen" earned itself a spot on the Aurealis Awards shortlist for 2014, in the category of Best Fantasy Short Story! It's an amazing shortlist, and I'm chuffed beyond measure to have written something people consider worth mentioning in the same breath as any one of the […]

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january! get back here!

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Wrestling With Demons, by Luke Chueh

Whenever I finish working on a manuscript, I give myself free reign to abandon all discipline and consume instead of create. Books, TV, films, magazines, art, museum exhibitions, live comedy, music, podcasts … any and every creative outpouring from someone else's brain that even remotely takes my interest. And of course spending extra time with […]

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bad mother, no biscuit

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The Facade Doesn't Fit, by Luke Chueh

So here's something obvious if only I'd stopped to think about it: an overnight trip with a 4 month old is a bit brutal. This weekend, Squawk, the pterosaur and I tripped up to Sydney for the Aurealis Awards. We went partly because "First They Came…" was shortlisted, and mostly because I wanted to be […]

and the mome raths outgrabe

Grace

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On a quiet Sunday morning, I can hear the trains rattling by. I don't live close enough that they're audible with each passing (thankfully), but when the world is still outside my window then I can hear it, the distant clatter-and-clack, clatter-and-clack of an electric train rushing over tracks originally built to accommodate steam engines. […]

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social networking overload

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Croatia is, well, it's partially booked, and the rest of it is planned. That totally counts as progress. I'm going to be seeing Zagreb, the UNESCO listed Plitvice Lakes, and the Dalmatian coast. This strikes me as a most excellent way of spending some time. This weekend I also managed to book my flights to […]

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we interrupt this silence for a brief message

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I read somewhere once that it was terribly poor form to start a blog post with an apology for the silence. Now, whenever I feel I've let one too many days slip by without blogging, I'm paralysed for how to start, since apparently I can't start with an apology. On such quibbling social anxieties my […]

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beware of the dog

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The other day, on learning that I write and have a couple of published books to my name, a new acquaintance asked me, "How do you fit it all in?" Here's the thing: I don't. I really don't. My flat hasn't seen more than a cursory clean in months; the only reason it's survived such […]