So we hang out in the car for a little bit.
The school run goes on. This past weekend saw a procession of birthday parties, sleepovers for the kids, interviews (more on that later), and toy library duties. Keira even played her first game of Lacrosse. It might also be her last game, but she gave it a go. That’s right the Andrews family circus rolls along right into…
Here is a link to the Miscellaneous Voices review from The Age (A2 Section) Saturday April 17, 2010, written by Lorien Kaye, page 28 I apologise about the quality of the scan, especially towards the end. My thoughts? It’s honest and balanced, and I’m thrilled it was mentioned. As for my aims being possibly ‘overambitious’, I…
I’ve been out all morning, so I only just saw that MV#1 was reviewed in today’s edition of The Age. Interested persons might want to run out and buy a copy as I can’t find the review online. Exciting!
I’m reeling a little (in a good way) from last night. I didn’t sleep much, and right this second Riley is pulling on my arm wanting me to play PS3 with him. But! I first want to share some photos. These aren’t mine, I hasten to add, rather those taken by Planning Queen who’s letting me post…
photo credit: Veronica Foale (thanks!) Tonight is the book launch to Miscellaneous Voices #1. I am rather excited – a fact nothing to do (well maybe a little) that that means I will now be opening the boxes of wine that have been sitting here in the lounge room, taunting me, for the past week. Then! If…
Open, if you’re curious, to page 386 – at Katherine Susannah Prichard’s letter to Miles Franklin. It’s quite a book. I do love an anthology*! *Ha! Did you see that? Subtlety is my art 😉
I needed a change, something pretty dramatic. I’ve been a hair-rut for years (if you discount this major haircut almost exactly two years ago. Maybe this is just a seasonal feeling I get?) and this time wanted it all chopped off. When the hairdresser grabbed the first handful of hair she said, “Are you ready?” and…
The other evening I pulled out a DVD I had borrowed from the library to put on while Adam watched Burn Notice. What movie is that? he asked. An old one, I said. How old? Are we talking Ironman old? I turned around, aghast. What?! That’s not old. So is it…
