So, my early 2010 looks pretty much like this...
Finish 'Grim Glass Vein' and make it the most sparkly book ever written (even sparklier than Meyer's vampires only there are no sharp teethed ones here).
Then I have the in-construction-plans for two novellas, both science fictionish. "When Orange Lanterns Lit the World" is more dystopian future (I've fallen in love with dystopia this year), and "The Moth Brigade" (title will change) is a little steampunkish affair that may be past-set or may be future-set and probably won't be all that steampunkish at all. I love it when I make no sense at all.
And before all that I really need to