The Luscious One leaves for Femmecon this afternoon, taking Connor with her for the trip. It’s the first time we’ve been apart since my trip to Sydney a few years back, and the first night we’ve spent apart since our wedding. I know she’s going to have a great time, but there’s a part of me that doesn’t want her to go (or more accurately, doesn’t want her to leave me behind) . Erin and I will be all alone in our big, empty, echoing house, just the two of us, wandering the hallways of the Batthome calling out plaintively in little voices……

Or I could:

  • Finish the first draft of Dr Who: The Time Eater
  • Finish the first draft of The Metawhore’s Love Story, my story for Dirk Flinthart’s Canterbury 2100 anthology
  • Start work on Lethologica, my second novel
  • Input the line edits on Rabbit, Searching For Little Deaths, and Manuscript Found Upon The Body of a Hanged Soldier
  • Email comments to Stephen Dedman and Heather Gammage on stories I’ve read for them recently
  • Finish the first drafts of Mr Snopes and In From The Snow
  • Do the rewrites on Amygdala, My Love and Loving Monsters and find homes to send them to
  • Take Erin to see Curious George at the cinema (after all, no sense both parents suffering…)
  • Pick the winners of the Ticonderoga Online Through Soft Air competition
  • Email Lyn’s editorial to TicOn for the September issue (If you’re a Luscious fan you might want to read it: important news)
  • Finish digging out the new garden bed in the front garden
  • Weed the front lawn
  • Keep working on the new rock garden I’m building next to the patio
  • Dig in one of the three soakwells the back yard needs
  • Create a flickr account and link it to The Batthome website as an easy alternative to trying to work out the Gallery function on the site builder
  • Try to work out how the hell to alter the html on the website that pals have recommended I use
  • Clean out my Inbox and reply to all those emails that are still sitting there (currently about 600, I kid thee not)
  • Laminate the pile of kid art sitting on my desk and put it up on the walls
  • Create flyers for Lyn’s massage business and print a load out for her perusal
  • And, you know, the usual washing, sweeping, cleaning, folding, etc etc and so forth.

Or I could just wait until Erin goes to bed and watch porn.

It’s all up in the air, really… 🙂


A funky advert, courtesy of YouTube. Somewhere an advertising executive had an original idea.

S/he’s probably dead now.

Another that made me laugh.

Song of the Moment: I’m The Urban Spaceman The Bonzo the Dog Doo Dah Band
Read of the Moment: If I Don’t Write It, Nobody Else Will Eric Sykes, and Haunted Chuck Palahniuk

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