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That was the year that was

A summary, hopefully not overlong:

Not much fiction published this year. (I may have to hand my 'Whack-A-Mole' sobriquet back to Whatshername With Big Hair as a result.) Two Titan-based hard SF stories, in anthologies--'Broadwing' in Random Static's Tales For Canterbury and 'Hatchway' in Coeur de Lion's Anywhere But Earth; and an exposé of what really happened to the dinosaurs--'You Said "Two Of Each", Right?' in ASIM 50. And the number of submissions could also be counted on the fingers of one (perhaps slightly polydactylic) hand ... which is not to say that I haven't been writing. But the breakup of my marriage took its toll.

I have, these last few months, climbed back into the writing saddle, and since July or so I've penned several pieces: 'The Man Who', involving comet-hunters in trans-Neptunian space; 'Dirty Water', another serious Titan story, of an ambush on the shores of Ontario Lacus; 'Suckers For Love', a piece of unashamed tentacle-porn-with-pretensions; 'The Hunt For Red Leicester', a bloated, fromage-tinged Gordon Mamon muder mystery novelette within which I may have transgressed the Pun Event Horizon; and 'Flight 404', a shortish novella which sees a transgender exile investigating the disappearance of an interstellar passenger vessel in the interplanetary neighbourhood of her conservative birthplace. I must, once the new year takes hold, send them out somewhere. And do something with the ideas I've been kicking around for the Titan novel, and for Firkin Hill, my first-contact-comedy-of-errors. If there's a positive to this year's output (aside from the fact that there is an output at all), it's that I seem, over the last month or two, to have banished the ten-thousand-word hoodoo once and for all.

Other achievements: I edited ASIM 51, chock-full of brilliant stories by authors better than I; I did layout on the CSFG's latest anthology Winds Of Change, ditto; and I scored a reprint ('Dark Rendezvous') and a mention ('Running Lizard') in Ticonderoga's Year's Best Australian Fantasy & Horror 2010, as well as a reprint ('Sixes, Sevens') in the Escape Velocity anthology. I finally learnt how to do ebooks. I--er--got locked in a burning building (not necessarily so much of an achievement, but it sticks in the mind). Oh, and I scored a coveted Dishonourable Mention in this year's Bulwer-Lytton contest ...

And in my private life? I'm content. Hell, happy, even. Yeah. I'll tell you about it, sometime.

I wish you all the best for 2012. Let's prove the Mayans wrong.


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Dec. 30th, 2011 07:21 am (UTC)
Happy New Year, Whack-A-Mole. The title can never be rescinded. I'm glad you are happy! (Me, too). May we get the frivolous things that we want in 2012 (money, fame) as well as the important things that we need (family, friendship).

*last WHACK of 2011*

Dec. 30th, 2011 08:16 am (UTC)

Thanks, WWBH (which I'm guessing is also one of those titles that can't be rescinded? Not even for alopecia?)
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