i am the fanciest of fancypants* today bc it is finally cold enough outside the bus to wear the red woollen owl leggings i found at the opshop *that is MS Fancypants to you

less than 24hrs left on this bombastic gaslamp kickstarter featuring a victorian lady's maid, monsters, and revolutionaries! i already pledged bc no way i'm going to miss out on gorgeous hardcover editions of this trilogy... www.kickstarter.com/projects/suz...

okay, Tassie readers--you need to come and buy all my books this Saturday at the Tassie Indie Author Book Fair in the Salamanca Long Gallery, bc i simply CANNOT move them all back into my bus i am OLD. i am TIRED. my dog thinks i'm INSANE.

me, a pride & prejudice fan playing skyrim, every time i come across a stormcloak camp: "A WHOLE CAMP FULL OF SOLDIERS!🤩"

good morning to everyone but my nephews, who told me that eating a doughnut for breakfast "isn't healthy" 😒 (they are now going to ask their mum if THEY can have a doughnut)

my little dog has stopped and just STARED up at me with a whole sorrowful galaxy in his eyes MULTIPLE times over the last few days and now i'm worried that either i'm dying or he is

asking my readers if one of my characters would say “canoodling” bc they’re the ones who will have to read it 😇

trying to shift from the "awake" to "getting up" part of the day is hard, but the shift from "morning pottering" to "writing time" is even harder POTS 🤝 ADHD "i can make her worse"

welp, time for a hearty breakfast of my morning pills

part of my shower routine is removing the smoke alarm and taking out the battery bc STEAM sets it off and it was placed right outside the bathroom door, which has a huge gap above it, and i feel like i'm always going to be unreasonably grumpy about that

the problem with playing Skyrim* is that you start playing at 6.30 after a bit of tea and then you play for half an hour and it's 12.30 at night *also the reason i only play on the weekends

Snow White is LONG OVERDUE the two horror retellings i want to write

a reminder that my fave Victorian Lady's Maid is on Kickstarter right now, battling monsters with parasols, salt, and a really good dose of silver... www.kickstarter.com/projects/suz...

i have SO MANY vids loaded up on my YT watch list; fun is about to commence and my little dog doesn't even realise how lucky he is to live in this (bus)house of hijinks

i really think Dante needs to be kicked for being such a teacher's pet (if i had been in school with him i would have chased him around the school with a frog outta the loo instead of terrorising the principal's unpleasant son)

yess...yessss...everything is falling into place exactly as i planned* *just got the notification that my groceries are going to arrive somewhere in the hour-long window i have between my Korean lesson and leaving for swing dance practise, leaving me free to write at the cafe between 1.30pm-3.30pm

today is for kissing scenes, tomorrow is for fighting scenes (not in chronological order, never fear)

life is divided into two kinds of days: cheese days, and egg days yesterday was definitely a cheese day, and today is an egg day--and thus the circle of life goes on

Ongoing! We've funded our first stretch goal and are super close to the second - chatty Victorian style chapter headings! And, a Kickstarter Project We Love badge! Back it here: www.kickstarter.com/projects/suz...

writing in sheer frustration bc i am AS YET WITHOUT MY PARCEL* *all words are good words, let me write myself into a rage

hunched over my parcel notifications like gollum bc they're all late

yesss my favourite lady's maid is BACK and BRINGING THE CHAOS www.kickstarter.com/projects/suz...

i'm ambidextrous: i'm having tea AND coffee

well THIS is my new fave iteration of this

...and back to the same old idiocy, soz

in good news today

one of the best things about having a short shag haircut after having hair past my backside for 20 years is that i can literally just finger-comb and i'm ready to go, so long as i've dried it properly after a wash

i have sat down to write with: *a friend on facetime *breakfast *dessert for breakfast *cold brew *a cup of tea *a tiny owl bowl full of meds *rabid determination

listening to Florence's Buckle while writing & when she gets to "i let you walk all over me, Honey" it reminds me that my local cafe in which i am currently sitting now has local spiced honey and if that's not a perfect confluence of circumstances just before i get up to leave, i don't know what is

"my name is Ken. my job is Beach"

the best of Good Fridays to all of us who celebrate! and for the rest of the world, praying for peace, goodwill toward men, and to the crushing of a certain serpent's head*

watching The Cloverfield Paradox, and the worms have gone missing. this is delightful.

i have to say that it was great timing to watch Apollo 18 last night

watching a flock of white cockatoos fly over the golden hills and into the bush is an underrated and peculiarly Australian joy

honestly half of my interior life is just a vacillation between DOES EVERYBODY HATE ME? EVERYBODY HATES ME and WHAT EARRINGS WILL I WEAR TOMORROW TO MAKE MY BRAIN HAPPY?

pretending i'm actually a garden person as i harvest some of my spinach leaves, the only thing that survived from the great planting 3 months ago, for my mango curry

IMPORTANT NEWS: i have finally cleared out my inbox of most of the emails that needed to be answered (...just in time for more to come in 😩)

i want to sleep, but i want to read, but i want to watch a movie, but i want to write, but i want to rest...

hey, g'day, and hallo to small business owners in the writing industry who cold-email me: a small tip! even if you are not a bot, i promise you i'm not going to reply to your email that 1.) first uses the kissy emoji and then 2.) asks me if i need a little love

who can focus on the to-do list when the sparkly blue lip oil has arrived?? not me, anyway

rude of this day to be rainy when i have a parcel to collect

Stories are not fragile, and hope can be strong as steel... A THOUSAND NIGHTS is part of the B&N pre-order sale! Stories from fifteen Muslim women writers, plus a frame story co-written by Nafiza Azad and I in the vein of 1001 Nights - check it out now! www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-thousand...

youngest nevvy is playing his game where "plants keep EATING! and i'm a GIRL" so of course i say, "nothing wrong with being a girl, tho!" bc obvs it's good for him to consume media with male and female mcs and he says plaintively "but why are the plants eating me when i'm a BEAUTIFUL GARLLLL??!" 😂

the youngest nephew is on my floor making different fantasy axes while i write, and it turns out that this is exactly the body-doubling i need to get some writing done

retroactively writing things on my to-do list so i can cross them off and pretend i'm actually organised

the worst has happened at the magic Tea House in my aussie gothic uf: restructuring and employee reviews 😩😩😩

just accidentally typed the name of the irl unpleasant person who inspired my Big Bad into the MS instead of the name of the Big Bad 😅 *furious backspacing*

forgetting to take the Big Meds from last night always means a finely tined balancing act between when is too early to take tonight's Big Meds and how long i can hold on until withdrawal starts making me throw up 😅

Notes for String Theory by artist Candace Hicks.

i want to eat but my stomach doesn't want to eat so this is an impasse TEA IT IS