Background: I was diagnosed with major depression and generalised anxiety disorder in June 2010.
I don’t actually remember exactly how I was on R U OK? Day this year (Thursday 10th September). I had a psych visit that afternoon, where we discussed changing from the anti-depressant I had been on (Valdoxan) to another one (Brintellix). I went home that night with a starter pack of Brintellix. So I guess my mood was fairly low, because we were trying the Brintellix to see if it lifted my mood better than the Valdoxan.
The following Friday (18th September), I was admitted to a private hospital as a voluntary patient. I just got out today.
(Warning: content under Read More link may be triggering/upsetting to some people.)
I’m a Goodreads Author.
*wibbles and flails a bit*
The following post was my final assignment for Law and Regulation in Communication at RMIT, semester one 2015. This particular assignment got 92%. It’s about copyright, transformative works, and creative commons. I had an inordinate amount of fun writing it.
I had stuff scheduled from 10AM to 11PM on Sunday, including another hour of reg desk at 11AM, to the point where I wasn’t sure if I’d make it to either Sunday Market or the Fan Fund Auction, both of which were things that I wanted to recklessly hurl money at. What I had planned and what I actually did ended up being quite different.
I started by waking up at 8, entirely by accident, and actually feeling refreshed and awake. I was confused and suspicious, because that made no sense. I don’t have good mornings. It’s a thing. So I got up, showered, got dressed, gathered up the cash from the previous night’s dinner, and went out for a hot breakfast (okay… okay… McDonalds). Went down to my bank branch on Elizabeth Street that does cash-in deposits now and tipped in the bag of coins from the dinner then fed in the notes, except for what I’d told myself I could spend. Coin deposit machines are deeply satisfying things and I hope they think kindly of me come the robot uprising.
Then I went back to the hotel.
I had no panels to speak on on Saturday. The only thing I had set in stone was working on reg desk from 4PM-5.30PM, and taking people to Dumplings Plus for what had originally been me and some mates on Facebook planning a catch-up and had turned into me winding up doing the hosted dinner.
I have now done two hosted dinners (more info when I post about Sunday), and I still don’t quite know whether I got it right, but people ate and nobody died so I guess I did okay.
I hit the ground not running on Friday (5th June) because I was dragging a giant suitcase down Swanston Street without the benefit of the trams. My giant suitcase was only two-thirds full because I had plans for book-buying. There are now two things I dutifully save up for each year: NaNoWriMo (where I spend a bunch of money on my region), and Continuum (where BOOKS).
If you want the long story short of my Continuum 11, you can see my panel listing here. If not, read on.
Release date: 18th November 2015. Link to follow!
The program is up for Continuum 11!
I will be on the following panels:
Friday 5th June
5.30 PM: Geeky Tattoos (Harmony Room)
6.30 PM: Positive Portrayals of Mental Health (Earth Room)
8.00 PM: Fanfic 101 (Harmony Room)
Sunday 7th June
2.00 PM: Writing LGBTI Characters (Sun Room)
4.00 PM: No Spoilers (Fire Room)
10.00 PM: Twin Peaks (
The Black Lodge Sun Room)
Around my panels I’ll be volunteering (probably on the front desk), at other panels (definitely at Mary’s book launch!), and just generally soaking up the creative atmosphere.
To Tor.com Original Short Fiction
Date submitted: 2nd May
Anticipated response time: 4-7 months
Pre-orders are now open for The Fear Collectors, over on the Satalyte Publishing website.
The paperback is AUD$26.99, while the e-book is AUD$4.99.
The release date has not yet been finalised, but this is a book I have finished writing (as opposed to one of those mythical creatures, a book that’s been contracted but not yet written), so it’s just a matter of working out the editing and publishing schedule.
Here’s the blurb that I wrote for the website (blurb writing is not my strong point):
The Fear Clinic promises relief from the phobias; common to rare, that plague so many people. But Erica isn’t convinced that it’s working for her sister Missy. In fact, Missy seems to be getting worse, instead of better.
With the help of her best friend, Toby, Erica starts delving into the background of the clinic and soon finds that not everything is as it seems. She becomes determined to get Missy out of there, before Missy can end up like some of the clinic’s past patients—dead.
But will she succeed—or will the Fear Clinic claim her and Toby as well as Missy?