Still not dead,
I had two days arts bureaucratting, which was like the Royal Easter Show in my head, it was so colourful and stimulating after all that taxation.
I finished Greer Gilman's book, with regret - what a world to escape to! - and now I'm letting myself read her process blog, which would have to be the most fascinating (and beautiful in itself) account of three stories' creation ever put together. You will have to read the book, too, before you follow that link, to give the blog the right glister.
It keeps raining, like an extremely tasteless joke about the Victorian bushfires. I'm definitely feeling the need for some aerobic exercise, and to be working on something besides the dayjob.
Off to work now.