Yes, it's been a while. My work has moved from Parramatta to the city, taking a large chunk out of my day in travel time (I hope to convert this to writing time, but it's hard to write a novel with a stylus). The new work environment is trendy, corporate, and cold. Not in the temperature sense, either. I can't write in lunchtimes any more. Or critique. Or anything except listen to the trendy Nova radio station play their eight frigging songs over and over.

What else has happened/is happening? Let's see:
-I turned 35. That's about halfway to death, best case. It also isn't anywhere near as old as it was when I was in my mid 20's. In fact, the younger ages just appear to be much younger.
-We're expecting our third child, due in July. No it wasn't a bloody accident, thanks for asking.
-Ben is about to turn four. He's maturing by the day. One minute he'll surprise me with his selflessness and servitude, the next by his ability to lie.
-Matty (1 1/2) is becoming a mischievous little prankster. It's so hard to keep a straight face when he comes running up to you, does something he knows is wrong and runs off cackling insanely.
-The Aurealis Award shortlist has been released. I found it a bit of a yawner, with all the usual suspects. The exception is Steph Campisi with her great story Why The Balloon Man Floats Away (heh heh- eat over-capitalisation!).

Who knows when I'll be able to post again? Maybe when I get another job.