So, when Tim asked me to name the one novel I was really looking forward to this year it nearly killed me. How do you pick between Anansi Boys, Accelerando, Fifty Degrees Below, Rangergirl, or any one of a dozen others. Yes, I picked The Girl in the Glass because I can’t wait to see it, but it was close. One book I’m really looking forward to is Justina Robson’s Living Next Door to the God of Love. You can read about it on her website, and it looks like it should be very, very cool. O

There must be something in the water. I don’t know if it’s school holidays, grandmother’s visiting (which is going famously, btw), or what, but Jessica (four and three quarters) and Sophie (three and a half) have been complete horrors the last two nights. Put them to bed at the usual time, and they have spent the next three hours running riot. We were watching The Supernanny on Monday for tips, and Sophie was up constantly, coming into the room. I swear, she was checking out the enemy, getting a head’s up on the tactics we were going to use. The kids are great in most every other respect, but in this regard they’re being terrible. There are a number of costs to all this, at the moment. First, peace of mind, second, any time to do any work at all. I need to progress a bunch of things, and just cannot get the time. It’s led to a couple projects being dropped, and pushed a few others out of shape. Hopefully domestic bliss will be re-established soon.

On another note: it’s look less and less likely that I will make Continuum in Melbourne in July, which is a bummer. It looks like fun.