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Sep. 22nd, 2007 07:21 pmThis is the time of year when I keep thinking I have to start again. You know, the New Year lunacy of doing things afresh? Instead, this year I have a bunch of things to finish, from a novel through to a migraine that won't quite disappear.
I've made piles of things all over. A pile of piles, things to be given or returned to people. A pile of review books (only 2 books in it - but they'll have to wait till after Conflux). A pile of geological and topographical maps. A pile of books to judge for the Aurealis awards (get your entries in SOON, folks - especially if you see short stories that might be classifiable as young adult!). A pile of stuff that needs reading and putting away. A pile of stuff or stuffs unknown, where only idiots venture. Three piles of really silly things, waiting for suitable occasions to be presented to those who need them. A teaching pile. A Conflux pile.
No, wait, there isn't a Conflux pile. Should I make one?
I've made piles of things all over. A pile of piles, things to be given or returned to people. A pile of review books (only 2 books in it - but they'll have to wait till after Conflux). A pile of geological and topographical maps. A pile of books to judge for the Aurealis awards (get your entries in SOON, folks - especially if you see short stories that might be classifiable as young adult!). A pile of stuff that needs reading and putting away. A pile of stuff or stuffs unknown, where only idiots venture. Three piles of really silly things, waiting for suitable occasions to be presented to those who need them. A teaching pile. A Conflux pile.
No, wait, there isn't a Conflux pile. Should I make one?