Reading:
I’m in a bit of a reading no-man’s land at the moment. I recently finished The Landing, by Susan Johnson, and really enjoyed it (think Jane Austen – but set in a small, contemporary, coastal Queensland community). But perhaps the more interesting story concerns how I came to read the book.
Ah, life! Just when you think you’ve got it nailed, it comes up and bites you on the behind. I think it’s two weeks since I last did an *ahem* weekly round-up. But that’s because of life. Or death, to be more precise. A death in the family makes blogging seem inconsequential. Actually, it makes everything seem inconsequential. I guess…
One thing I have learned about blogging is that it is all about momentum. Getting started is hard, but once your site is up and running and those dastardly technical glitches are ironed out, you get into a groove of reading, writing and posting. Then life intervenes. You go away. Someone falls sick. You have a dry spell of reading…
Yesterday, a parcel arrived on my doorstep. One I had been expecting, but still, as I picked it up, there was a twinge of excitement. It was my manuscript. Printed in full for the first time. ‘What is that?’ my six year old asked, as I took to the parcel with scissors. ‘It’s a story I wrote.’ She eyed it…
‘There is a great love affair with the word’ – Jane Curry, Ventura Publishing What a terrific, and truthful sentiment with which to kick off the latest addition to Sydney’s literary festival scene – the inaugural Writers in the Park, held yesterday in a rather soggy Centennial Park. There is a love affair with the word. Of that I had…