I’ve decided I am going to spiff up this web page.
Make it sexy and sleek.
Start bloggin more.

I have so much awesome, earth shattering stuff in my journal and maybe I should blog it so the world can see and gasp and send me fan comments and tell me how much of a good person I am. Which is something I like to hear often because it is easy to forget. I should write down whenever I get a compliment, because it is easy to forget. Forget how other people view you. Not the same way you view yourself.

This long weekend was spectacular. I spent it in Newcastle attending the TiNA festival and hanging out with one of the coolest people in the world. My very own Justin Watts. We walked alot. On long beaches and midnight golf corses. We watched a crow MURDERING a pidgeon and a seagull swooping and trying to protect it! It very intense. I almost cried. (This last bit is a lie but you can belive it if you want. I do cry quite frequently. I am very in touch with my inner stuff)

So I was just editing my book and remembered how much of an absolute literary genius I am. Gosh, it is so friggin-tastic to be so uber talented and humble and golly well perfect. Can be exhasting at times. So exciting to be finishing my book, but Justin asked me this morning (at about 4.30am after just 3 hours worth of sleep): “What are you going to do once you finish your book?”
I said: “Just curl up into a ball and stop existing” (v. tired)

It will be nice not to have the pressure of having to write all the time… I wonder how many weeks I will last until the lack of writing drives me mad and I start being naked (this is the first stage of madness - nakedness).

PS: that whole sunrise thing - yeah, may be harder than first anticipated. So far the only thing that has been able to get me out of bed is early morning plane flights. possibly not even worth it. Hrm, anti.

Also met heart shatteringly good Poet at festival. Want to stalk her! You do it for me!

Also, it’s all happening. I am trying to figure out if maybe I am a Romantic, or an Anarcist, or a Teacher. Possibly all three, possibly none. Maybe take out all the letters ands scramble them together to make a new word. Something very profound. yes….