I've been walking around like a... well, a zombie since Monday, when a letter turned up telling me that my Australia Council New Work grant application was successful.
I was so sure that I'd missed out that I read it as a rejection letter, then went back. Saw the words 'delighted to advise'... thought, that's a bit insensitive... went back, read it halfway through.
I realised that my grant application had been successful. Tweeted. Read the rest of the letter, which told me not to tell anyone until Wednesday. Deleted the tweet.
I still can't really believe it. There were 13 successful applications. My lucky number this year - I was on floor 13 at AussieCon 4.
The grant means I'm going to be able to take some time off work to do stuff that I can't do when I usually write (at night), namely interviews and research (library research).
The project is called 'Skin Deep' and is about tattoos, ghosts, Brisbane, corruption, politics.
So now I've got even more incentive to clear my plate by finishing the edit on 'Metamorphosis' before the end of the year!