Read / December 21st, 2008
As we were vacating our beach unit yesterday, I tripped down the staircase while carrying a large box of uneaten food. I landed awkwardly, bumping my knee and grazing my arm. The arm was particularly sore, stinging and weeping ruby dots, and I trudged off to breakfast feeling quite forlorn.While we were waiting for our…
Read / December 20th, 2008
The first (that I’ve seen) mention of Surprise! can be found here: Australian Bookseller and Publisher Summer 08/09 edition, pg 57 For the backstory: a contact of mine emailed me yesterday saying, “I was flicking through the magazine and saw your book being featured! Have you seen it yet?” and my response was, “NO! I didn’t know! Gah!…
…about my Christmas Card Challenge. There’s only a few days left! Before I left for holidays I spent the best part of an entire afternoon going through all the comments from this year and collecting the email addresses for the recipients of the e-card (and possibly the prize!). It was quite an interesting exercise, as…
Read / December 17th, 2008
Since being home I’ve been lucky enough to be asked to go visit some of the local primary schools to talk to the children about writing, books and reading. It’s been an immensely rewarding experience. I’ve mostly been seeing extension English children – Caucasian and Indigenous alike – in the upper grades of years 5…
It’s been six happy years of wedded bliss. Eleven and a half together. The time is flying by. Love you, xx
This is the view of our holiday unit on the first day we arrived at the beach. This is pretty much what it has looked like ever since. But never mind, we’ve taken advantage of the brief periods of sunshine in between. Down at the shore, Keira ‘surfs’ on the boogie board (with dad holding…
This is a photo of the washing machine in our holiday unit. As I was putting a load in the other day, I looked at it for a full…oh, I’d say fifteen seconds and this ran through my head: “600 MB? What would a washing machine need that much memory for? I don’t think it…
Keira’s writing is getting excellent. I’m pretty sure you’ll all be able to make out her words on the paper…
Keira: Why are you wearing dad’s boxer shorts around the house? Me: Because mine aren’t fitting very well at the moment. Keira: Why? Riley: Why? (Oh, yes, he’s hit the ‘why?’ stage. Asks it every other minute) Me: Because they’re a bit tight. Keira: Did they shrink in the wash? Me: No. (I wish) Keira:…
