JUGGLING SUPERSTAR?

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Juggling Superstar

This is NOT a picture of me. I’ve never had legs that long or a skirt that short.

It IS however, how I feel at the moment with the full swing of work, writing, and motherhood now in force. I’m teaching yoga to dance students at one university and creative writing to many more at another – including over sixty darling pieces of weekly homework. I’m continuing to teach yoga privately, that’s my bread and butter, and do editing, as well as being chief cook and bottle washer for my lovely, always-hungry, mess-making family.

And in between all of this, I stake out a claim for the work I really want to do – my new writing project! “Dear Madman – In Search of the Shadowman and the Nature of Forgiveness,” a combined memoir and investigative piece revolving around the murder of my grandmother’s sister as a child.

It’s fascinating work, characters are demanding to be heard, research to be done. A structure to be found.

Best of all, it’s already piqued the attention of one of Australia’s leading publishers. So hold tight. Perhaps one day soon I’ll be paid money for my writing  and be able to spend more of my precious time doing it.

Until then, I’ll continue juggling, keeping all those balls in the air, and remembering to breathe!

REASONS TO BE CHEERFUL

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2012 was a huge year for me with the long-awaited release of Thrill Seekers. Finally, after ten years of full-time writing I had a book out in the world to prove I hadn’t just been sitting at home watching Oprah the whole time.

And yet, I still feel only at the very start of my career as a writer, a beginner. When, in 2002 I picked up a pen and wrote my first short story since high school, I’d known what an arduous road lay ahead of me, perhaps I would never have tried. But I’m glad I did, and would do it all again.

Writing is a wonderful profession. Your comrades are sensitive, intelligent,  thoughtful creators and I have been lucky to share my journey with good writing friends who have cheered and supported, and cried and commiserated, with me as together we have made steps towards seeing our dreams of books on shelves become reality. Baby steps and then suddenly this year, some giant leaps.

And the writing itself still never fails to excite me, infuriate, confound, besot and delight me. Each new project is greeted with enthusiasm, each draft a challenge to surmount. I’ve learned to love rewriting, perhaps even more than the initial draft. I’ve lost that true beginners’ enchantment with the first draft, knowing as I write it that most will end up trashed. But still, it is thrilling, the places stories will take you, the characters that take over and demand to be given their say. I love it.

This year too, I’ve learned the business side of writing. Every writer runs their own small business whether they like it or not. Marketing your work is essential, from targeting the right publisher to entering competitions, to applying for grants. These skills too, need to be mastered. Can’t say I love this part of the business quite as much, but I’m getting a little better at it.

My heart is filled with gratitude at the turn of events in 2012, and especially for those who have championed my work, like my dear uncle, Jonathan Shaw, who has just released his own book of poetry, Veny Armanno, Julianne Schultz, Favel Parrett, Helena Pastor, Katherine Howell and Stephen Romei.

Who knows what 2013 will bring. I wish you all much love and luck and good fortune.

Onwards and upwards, dear friends. Onwards and upwards!

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