I have been a bad, bad blogger.  A wrist slap won't do it, and what's the point of jailing me?  So, a stern warning from the mirror, and off we go.

Time has flown since I posted last, and lots of fun and interesting things have happened.  Lots of stuff for the small screen; a little for the big screen, and a lot of silent screams of frustration in my own over-muddled head (the result, of course, of biting off more than I can chew, and chewing anyway... hence the silent screaming).  But don't get me wrong, I've no reason to complain!  Secrets & Lies, the TV show I conceived and which I created with the cleveries at Hoodlum is about to air in Australia.  It's skin-pinchingly weird and really thrilling to see so many billboards and bus-stop posters about the show poking up everywhere.  But none of it was quite so odd or quite so gratifying as visiting set and watching some world class acting talent saying lines that had been cooked up in my small and messy home study.  Right now, the US remake of Secrets & Lies has started filming, too, in Wilmington, North Carolina.  Kapital and Hoodlum have managed to attract a stunning cast for it, too.

I've been working on other stuff, too. More TV material (word to come as soon as I am allowed to announce it!); I've finished an adaptation of my second novel The Broken Ones for two lovely Brisbane-based producers; and I've been working on some other short- and feature-film projects.  All this, unfortunately, has kept me from progressing fast my next novel.  And as much as I enjoy the collaboration of the story room and the satisfaction that comes from the discipline of that sparse, economical writing style required for screenplays, part of me is really champing at the bit to return to long-form literature.  Hopefully I can work out a way to keep both sides of this fun coin spinning in the air, and I'll never need to call heads or tails.

Talk soon!

Steve