So it’s been a bit quiet again of late on Furious Horses, but I’ve been a little busy. In addition to preparing promo for my upcoming book, my recent proposal to my partner has met with some unplanned attention. Which has been, needless to say, absolutely surreal, but very exciting. I’m in love, I’ve got a book with my name on the cover and I’m pretty sure I’m going to eat a chicken parma tonight, so what more could a boy possibly want?

As the book isn’t out until May 2, you can wet your whistle with a couple of recent publications I’ve been published in. The first being the new edition of The Lifted Brow, wherein I’ve rewritten one of my favourite early stories, 1969. I also can’t begin to tell you how many other great people are in this issue. So much good reading.

My other piece of writing is nonfiction: a little essay on the Queensland floods in the new Dumbo Feather which, under the new guidance of Patrick Pittman and Jessica Friedmann, is looking fantastic.

Apart from that, I’m just waiting for The Ottoman Motel to be released, at which time I will be both very anxious and very proud. If you’re in Brisbane, come along to my book launch at Avid Reader Bookshop on Friday May 6, where the wonderful Matt Condon will be helping me send my little story into the world. You can book a ticket here. It’s free entry, and there will also be FREE WINE.

For my Melbourne friends, I will hopefully see you at my Melbourne Book Launch at Readings Carlton on Monday May 23. More info to come.

Until then, don’t forget to keep hassling your local bookshop about The Ottoman Motel. Asking questions like: “When is The Ottoman Motel published?” “I saw The Ottoman Motel on a blog, why don’t you have a copy?” and “I need The Ottoman Motel by April 21. Why is it not here?” will only endear you to bookshop staff, and guarantee that the book will be fresh in their minds when they unpack it from a box of May New Releases and squeal with delight. Trust me.


So again, I’ve let the blog slide. After one post every day, you think it would get easier. But I’m in limbo. Unfortunately, not this sort of limbo:

…but rather waiting for the edits to come back on my manuscript. I haven’t done any serious writing since my 48 Hours/48 Stories thingo, and I can feel that creativity sapping away. So I’ll endeavour to write some more stories (one, I know for sure, involves a meteor), and maybe put a few more thoughts up on the blog.But that’s not to say my fiction hasn’t been busy without me. My story, In The Oldest Way, which you may remember from blog posts such as these, appears in a newer, much better form in the latest issue of The Lifted Brow. You can buy a copy at their Electric Palace at The Zoo on Thursday August 13, or at Avid Reader Bookshop on Friday August 14, where there will be readings/games with string, featuring readings and scientific presentations by Tom Guerney, Antonia Strakosch, Krissy Kneen, Leesa Wockner and my good self. You can read a lovely review of the new Brow (and my story) at the excellent talking-about-books-behind-their-backs blog 3000 BOOKS.I was also very pleased to let some of my stories into the tender care of Chris Flynn, who recently read a few stories from my 48 Hours/48 Stories thingo as part of the launch of Josephine Rowe’s wonderful new book How a Moth Becomes a Boat. You can read a great review of the night here (in which my misspelt alter-ego is accused of being a “nutcase”).

And, finally, one of my favourite stories, Strange Days in July has finally found a home (and a new title). It appears in a new form in the 7th edition of Ilura Press’ journal Etchings (along with J M Coetzee!!!).

Anyhoo, I’d better get writing, so my stories can keep getting out there and having fun without me. I’ll be here, waiting for edits, maybe looking into limbo dancing lessons.