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Dear two thousand and twelve, Dude. I feel like you've been hanging in the shadows a bit. One moment you're on the way, and th...

I just complained to my mother -- whose dining table I am sitting at right now -- that it feels like so long since I've blogged tha...

Nanowrimo is proving to be an exhilarating, terrifying ride. Whenever I'm called upon to explain the project, there's an inevit...

I think the face I am pulling here, in this delightfully-grainy webcam photo, is a look of cautious optimism -- either that, or concern fo...

With uni winding down for the year as well as two blissful weeks off from work, I've had time to do lots of reading lately, and boy it...

My weekend spent with excellent friend and laughter-buddy Meaghan was so lovely. We didn't seem to do very much at all, an...

I'm pressing pause for a moment on the backlog of posts I have lined up, in order to spend a second focussed on the now ra...