#1989 The Pandora’s Box feedback

I had a consult today with a man from this publishing house.

It was regarding my manuscript that I had submitted for a competition a couple of months ago. Though I wasn’t on the short list of people who won the prize of professional development for their manuscript, I had purchased the feedback component where I got some positive and constructive thoughts on my YA work.

Before the session, I had been really idle, patiently waiting, not feeling any urge to re-work it or do anything proactive like that.

I was just watching the box, so calmly.

But after the consult? I felt like this:

The box had exploded! My mind was buzzing! More more more my body told me, the words and thoughts of the story and what I could do just whirring around in my mind, to the point that I had to sit right down and do something about it.

Enter draft #546, or something like that. 😂

I love the passion and resurgence of emotion that has awoken in me, and I sure as hell need it as I go through the work of re-drafting, yet again.

It may seem tedious to some, but as Liz Gilbert would say, it’s my flavour of shit sandwich.

#1965 Afternoon ‘yes’ time

It’s been a week of school holidays and I haven’t had much of a chance to do anything for baby girl.

With her. Today, despite, the cold, wind, rain, and 10 degree day temperature, we headed OUT.

You know, I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Winter won’t stop me no more. As long as I have my freedom…

… and there’s no lockdowns, I’ll throw on a beanie and a jacket, thank you very much, and LIVE MY LIFE.

Which is what we did.

We kind of just wandered in and out of shops on the Main Street. I snapped a beautiful shot of her reading on the floor of our local bookstore…

And then we headed to get, what else at 3pm?

Yes, that’s right. Babycino and coffee. ☕🥛

But when she spied the pancakes on the kids menu, instead of her usual cookie, I turned into ‘YES’ Mum.

She was sooo rapt.

We had a beautiful afternoon, and nothing pleases me more than seeing her excited and happy face.

Even this $4.50 purchase at the cheap shop, as I like to call it, well it’s kept her busy all night, but lo and behold she got all the little hoops on the bars, a few times already. Parents, you will understand this. 😂

I hope we can have a lot more fun, excited and ‘yes’ moments in the next week too. 💖💖

#1962 Pink stuff

You know you’ve hit adulthood when things that seem so B-O-R-I-N-G growing up, suddenly are super exciting.

Case in point: new bedsheets.

I know. Really?

But you see, I’m on a bit of a rose gold/dusty pink theme. There’s a couple of colours I’m very slowly introducing into the home, and this pink colour is one of them.

I was so excited changing the bed, like oh my God… 🤦‍♀️

But that’s not the only pink. I also have a new couch throw, and it’s BIG, it’s knotted and chunky, it’s so, so, so inviting, and I am wrapped up in it RIGHT NOW!

I am just loving these soft tones in the house, and I have to wonder to myself, how the hell did I get here?

Excited over bedding, and homewares? Really?

😂🤣

#1958 The choc-top surprise

As a surprise for baby girl these school hols, I stocked up on something yesterday that I knew she’d LOVE.

This local business in town makes choc tops, and for the holidays they introduced some new, fun flavours.

One of which is, rainbow. 🌈

So I surprised her and got her to check if we had any vanilla choc tops in the fridge (😆😏) and lo and behold she found this:

She was so excited to find it, and safe to say there was lots of clapping and screaming.

Sometimes low-key Saturday nights, but little things that make it a bit spesh ❤❤

#1929 The Aussie dream

We achieved a dream today.

The Aussie dream.

Why, what could it be, you might ask?

We finally have – DUM DUM DAAAAAA! –

A deck!

A deck, a deck!

In fact, we are all so, so excited about it. We stood on it several times, even when it started to rain, and when it was first ready baby girl literally ran circles around it, you know, testing it out, breaking it in.

🤣

And it was totally legal today even in lockdown, since contractors have been allowed to work on pre-existing homes…

A beautiful place for us to share with family and friends.

Geez. Hurry up lockdown so we can actually have them over. 🤔😁

#1914 The Leotard

Bright, pretty, girly things.

You can’t deny, they make you smile.

Baby girl and I were both rapt, when upon getting to her gymnastics class this evening, she had waiting for her, her own leotard!

They get made to size, and you can pick the front and back design. No surprises at all that baby girl last week chose this bright swirl of colours, with a bright pink back… and when we tried it on today before her class started?

SQUEALING! And from baby girl too!

🤣🤣

She didn’t even want to take it off when she came home, wearing it all through dinner.

💖💖💖💖

#1893 No work tomorrow

Need I say more?

Ok, just a bit. Coming off the back of school holidays (i.e. no solo ‘me time’ AT ALL), also the fact that this day off is butted onto the end of the week, that happens to be the best day ever, Fri-yay (insert my Friday post from last week!) I am pretty chuffed that I have the house to myself for 6 hours tomorrow.

#1892 Published at your feet

😁😁😁😁

(Fuck, something has to go right in my life about now…)

Excusez-moi my F bomb, but after a certain amount of time, zero Fs are given.

I walked up to my wonderful words today, to see my story come true before my very eyes.

Yes, that is me, I am breaking smikg protocol and displaying myself for all (or am I, really, am I? 😉)

I participated in a wonderful initiative last year by submitting some works towards a community project… the writers club I am part of teamed up with the local shire to get writers to create a mini fiction, no more than 6 words, on the theme of community, to be drawn and displayed along the streets of Rosebud.

Why, having my words out there for all to see? How could I miss the opportunity!

After finding out yesterday that yes, it DID happen yesterday, I headed on down with Hubbie today to pinch myself.

You know what’s funny about that photo? The sun was shining DIRECTLY on the SHINE part, but the photo didn’t show the light and dark well so I got Hubbie to like, hug me from the side so that we could block out the sun… can you see his outline? 😂

I got a little teary, I won’t lie. I’ve been longing to be published in some form for so long. And even this, on the footpath, just 6 words… it makes me so happy. It’s given me the much-needed boost I’ve needed, in the midst of life difficulty, frustration with everything, and very regular bouts of writer’s insecurity, like “am I good enough?” “my writing isn’t as good as theirs,” and “who’s going to want to read this?”

But to be published, just once, anywhere… it’s broken the spell. It’s crashed through the dam of insecurity, of doubt, and now the water is crashing down, happy and unbridled and free, and it wants to do it all.

I can just stare at that, like ALL DAY.

I will enjoy this moment, and hold on, as much as I can.

Yay. PUBLISHED.

Happy dance!

***Big thanks to @rondelle for her fabulous artwork, and @peninsulawriters along with @mornpenartsandculture for this great opportunity to try and inspire. ***

#footpathfiction

#1867 Out us two

Hubbie and I haven’t been out somewhere, the two of us, AT NIGHT, for, ohhhh…

Maybe over 3 years? The last time I can remember, it was The Weeknd concert, and that had followed the Sia concert the week before, so we had scored two ‘us time’ weekends out in a row…

But then a massive 3 YEAR GAP.

We had a birthday tonight, and it was so great to catch up with great friends, reminisce, talk about the future, and have a couple of drinks.

A couple. Specifically, 2.

There was a bit of a yellow glow to it all… due to the yellow lamps hanging everywhere…

Or, maybe it was us.

GLOWING in excitement at being out. 😁😁

#1850 Fangirling Pam

I’ve had so much on that my beloved writing has fallen way, way, way to the way-side.

But when I was sent an email via the Australian Writers Centre, through which I participated in so many online courses a couple of years ago, advising of a free, yes FREE online Q&A with two esteemed authors, well I knew I had to MAKE the time.

One of those authors was Pamela Freeman. She was the tutor for one of the courses I took, and gave me such great, constructive yet motivational feedback that I honestly was RAPT.

Over the moon.

Tonight those attending (um, 300 or so Zoom attendees!) had the opportunity to put forward questions to be answered in the chat.

Guess who my question was directed to?

😁😁😁

And as she answered, she added at the end… “find me on facebook and we can talk about it there.”

Oh my. Out of all people. ME! Yippee!

And sure the answer was like, answered in a jiffee… but who cares.

Like, an actual real-life bonafide author. Sure I have writer friends who have been published in like, the last year…

But this. She is like, ridgy-didge. Proper. Has published a gazillion books and teaches courses, AUTHOR.