Let's hope so, anyway.
See, I've been wandering around, carrying the impression that 2006 sucked the farts out of dead pigeons. I blogged about this a few posts ago, but the gist is: I was wrong. I fell into the habit of thinking negatively about the year, as a result of my underlying depressive nature and a few acts of ne'er-do-well by the Universe. When I actually sat down and thought about it objectively, the truth is, I had a damn good year.
In no particular order, I:
- Won the Aurealis Award for Best Horror Short Story and the Australian Shadows Award for Outstanding Achievement in the Horror genre.
- Released my short story collection Through Soft Air and had a sold-out launch at Swancon
- Was commissioned and wrote the first two drafts of the film version of Lyn's story The Memory of Breathing
- Was commissioned and wrote a Doctor Who short story
- Wrote and sold a story to a project called Monster Noir, which was the single most enjoyable writing experience of my career
- Was approached by a State Writing Centre to discuss the possibility of being involved in the establishment of an online writing school
- Was commissioned to conduct two writing workshops in another state
- Bought and moved into a new house, and discovered a love of gardening that I'd previously only dabbled with
- Started my second novel and received positive feedback from a number of agents regarding my first.
- Saw publication in a number of magazines
- Had a story selected for the Datlow/Link/Grant-edited Year's Best Fantasy & Horror #20
- Was nominated for 2 Aurealis Awards for 2006: Best SF Short Story & Best Fantasy Short Story
And my family, who always fill me with pride and love, enriched my life in so many ways throughout the year.
- My beautiful son Connor survived an operation to correct his crossed eyes, and blossomed into an excitable, lively, intelligent, wonderful two year old.
- Erin completed a year of kindy, becoming the world's most devoted drawer, colouring-in-erer, and dancer to Mummy's music in the process
- Aiden finally won out over his father and came to live with us on a full-time basis, as well as completing his first year of high school; attending his first Con; appearing on his first panel and acquitting himself with aplomb; and generally grew into a funny, self-confident, articulate and capable young man.
- Blake announced, just before Christmas, that he wants to change his living arrangements so that he lives with us on a shared care basis. He also graduated primary school; saw the publication of my short story that bears his name; and developed a spiritual steel to go with the sensitivity he has always borne, showing us a maturity that bodes well for his development into an incredible young man.
- Cassie, struggling with the demands of peers, family, and the approach of full adulthood, still gave us a glimpse of the artist she denies, gifting us with several beautiful paintings, and inspiring the creation of a new local convention, Femmeconne, dedicated to the female side of Perth fandom and family life; remained a devoted and caring big sister to Erin and Connor; took the first steps into the workforce; and maintained the opinionaoted and passionate heart which defines her strength of character.
And Lyn, my wonderful and magnificent wife, was accepted into Clarion South; won a Tin Duck for Best Short Story published by a Western Australian author in 2005; saw the publication of two stories that represented a quantum leap in her craft as writer (Edges in Shadowed Realms #9 and The Hanging Tree in Borderlands #6), was Guest of Honour at Fandomedia and handled the role with such assurance that she garnered a whole slew of new fans and reminded her friends and peers of just what a talented, beautiful soul she carries with her; returned to full time work; gained a Certificate IV in Massage Therapy; broke the silence to her children about the terrible acts perpetrated upon her during her childhood; and in every way made me sit back in awe and pride at just what an amazing woman I married.
And we moved into our new house, and renovated a run down, worst house in the street until it became a warm, colourful, comfortable sanctuary for our family. And we flew to Canberra for the National Convention and reconnected with old friends as well as finally matching faces to online friends. And on, and on, and on.......
I've got such plans for 2007. Life is good.