IN THE KITCHEN WITH PIP!

peach with blue cheese

peach with blue cheese

I’ve been visiting over at my friend Phillipa Fiortetti’s blog, where she’s doing a series on writers talking about cooking.
I did Peaches with Blue cheese and Honey. Sounds a bit weird but tastes divine!

Phillipa and I met in 2008 at the Hachette/QWC manuscript development program. Pip then published The Book of Love and Fragment of Dreams and now her latest For One Night Only.

Favel Parrett was part of our group too. She’s published the beautiful Past The Shallows with the second book due any moment now.

Last night I went to the launch of another of our alumni, Azra Alagic. Her book Not Like My Mother is a creative non-fiction retelling of the horrors her family endured living through the Balkan wars and how this trauma has been passed down through the generations.

And that’s just a few of our number.
So proud of them all!

BACK IN THE SADDLE

horse pulling overloaded cart

how it feels some days

So what have I been doing all this time? Putting too many things in my wagon – that’s what!

Most days I sail along but others, I must admit, I feel a bit like the poor horse in this picture.
I’m teaching narrative at the University of Queensland, and yoga to the performance dance students at the Queensland University of Technology (yes I’m a yogi). I also teach both writing and yoga privately and edit other people’s work,as well as marking homework, looking after my family and keeping the household reasonably hygienic. And helping out my sisters with their small children and new baby.

I’ve also been busily organising a family trip to Europe to visit relatives – a first for all of us. Very exciting.

This has meant not much time is left for my own projects. I have a new short story half-written, and have gone part of the way through reading and marking up the draft of Dear Madman I wrote at Varuna. Oh how I long to return there to have some uninterrupted time to sit and ponder and immerse myself in the Madman’s world so I can better whip the manuscript into shape. A novel is a huge thing, you need time and space to hold it properly in your mind, to be able to figure out how best to bring it to life.

Today I have to agree with Toni Morrison,

“We are traditionally rather proud of ourselves for having slipped creative work in there between the domestic chores and obligations. I’m not sure we deserve such big A-pluses for that.”

She’s right. I’d rather have an A+ for finishing Dear Madman. An A+ for prioritising my own work.
Find some time for your writing today. See how good you feel when you do!

Oh, and Child of Fortune (the Cambodian novel of many names), is being read at a few major publishers as we speak. Getting a major publisher and some royalties coming in is one way to make sure my own work comes first. So cross fingers.