Not much happening on this blog at the moment, huh?
Mostly, that’s because I’m not playing hockey. My last two attempts saw my knee not cope, so I’ve retreated to lick wounds. (Well, not literally. I’m not sure I could reach my knee with my tongue. …Don’t go there!)
Lots is going on, but it’s all off the ice. Packed up my house (yeesh). Moved into an old fire station (50 steep stairs in the apartment … carrying boxes up them for two days? Not good for said knee). Occasionally working on a novel, or talking about it at panels and book clubs. Tuning into my day time job. Preparing to move office (yeesh reprise). Being dismayed and disappointed by hockey communication and politics. Preparing to go overseas. Becoming a Brave for summer. Personal training with the one and only Lliam Webster so my body doesn’t become totally atrophied during the Long Dark Teatime of the Knee.
How to solve the joint that is stopping me cold? No idea yet. Working on it.
But life is good. I just can’t play hockey most days. Or footy. Or run. A temporary problem, I hope. Stay tuned.
nick does hockey 
I hope the fire station has a fire pole! Otherwise what’s the point?
It sure does, Clayton. Be afraid …
Woo hoo! You lucky dude. Every boys dream house.
On the plus side, hopefully we won’t have to wait too long for that next book x
Slowly, ever so slowly … 🙂