I don't beleeeeeeve it

Together with Zoo City, The Dervish House, The Restoration Game, and The Wind-Up Girl, the book I whined about for years is on the BSFA shortlist for Best Novel!  Go, Lightborn!

I can't really say anything that doesn't make me sound like a giant ditz on rollerskates.  I'm very, very happy about it.  Glowing, I think, but hopefully without that icky radioactive fluorescence like a villain from Scooby Doo.

There are a great many books on the longlist that strike me as more likely candidates for  the shortlist, which doubles the honour.  Congratulations to all the nominees ( ianmcdonald  is the only person I know from LJ off the top of my head).  I'd also like to offer heartfelt thanks to everyone who read Lightborn and included it on their list.  And I must thank Mic Cheetham and Darren Nash specifically, without whom the book would have been neither written nor published. 

And thank you, my dear LJ friends, for holding me together in the dodgy times.

I am even going to Eastercon this year, although I hadn't worked out the whole 'should I bring the kids or just commute to Birmingham?' question yet.  Bags of time to figure that out.

(I'm still a bit flu-wrecked and have kids home sick so if I'm slow responding to comments/e-mail, forgive me!  Thanks to everyone who has dropped me a line!!!  I'll write back soon.)