Every once in a while you have one of those weekends that just covers off everything at once. They rattle along at breakneck speed and, before you know it, they’re over, leaving just those tantalising memories behind.
On Friday afternoon I travelled to the Big Smoke with my Dad. Due to trackwork (I’m pretty sure those tracks have been rebuilt seven times since our move to Fibrotown), we spent many, many hours together, on bus and train. Hanging out. Eating biscuits. Talking about nothing. If you have to be squashed into a bus seat with someone, make it someone you really love.
After a visit to my accountant (best glossed over) and a quick beer with my brother TICH in his new abode (note to self, buy funky apartment in hip suburb so that I can pretend to be cool just once in my life), I met up with a writer friend. We spent many, many hours together. Hanging out. Eating burgers. Talking about nothing.
Then I went to stay with my dear friend A, who thinks nothing of evicting her children from their beds so that I can sleep in one said bed, surrounded by little boy detritus, at late notice and at the drop of a hat. If you’re going to arrive late on the doorstep of a friend’s house after several (thousand) beers, make it someone you really love (and who will still love you back).
On Saturday morning, I presented at the NSW Writers Centre on time and surprisingly fresh for my panel at the Emerging Writers Festival. It was a lively discussion and my fellow panelists Alice Grundy and Chris Summers did a stellar job – the upshot of our discussion (Why Pre-Publication Matters) is to be prepared to work just as hard (if not harder) after you receive a publishing contract as you did while writing your novel (or in Chris’s case, play).
One thing I love about writers’ festivals is the people that you meet there. Like the guy who told me candidly over a break that he’d taken another writer, his friend, out the back of his property and shot live ammunition at him just so that he (the friend) could feel what it was like to be under sniper fire.
The same guy showed me the most beautiful writers’ notebook that I’d ever seen. Tiny, copperplate handwriting, all colour-coded and illustrated. It was a work of art. (Note to self, create lovely writers’ notebook…) I am hoping that he will find me on Twitter so that we can chat some more. I really want to read his book when it comes out. If it is as beautiful as his notebook, it will be a work of art.
After the working part of the day was over, I met my boys in the city and we went to Sculptures By The Sea. The sculpture in the picture was my favourite. Words adrift, words washed up. Also, I am obsessed with paper boats. What’s not to love?
Today was a day of rest. Mostly poking about at home, getting the chores done, shouting at the children. I wrote some words on my NaNoWriMo project and I end the day completely satisfied.
See what I mean. Everything covered.
How was your weekend?
thanks for sharing.
thanks for sharing.
Talk about a energetic, colorful weeken I was busy but nothing as exciting as that. Wow. Love the photo great idea by the way.
WOW! Action packed! Love Sculpture by the Sea – thanks for the reminder to get down there! xA
Sounds like an all encompassing weekend! Next year I plan to come along to the EWF, and will hopefully be privy to your wise words then too!
Lovely post Alison – thank you for letting the sun shine through your busy weekend and having us all take stock of what’s good – personal, family, work and inspiration. Complete indeed.
I would like you to make friends with that guy on Twitter as well. He sounds very… interesting.
Your weekend sounds lovely.
I love spending time with my Dad, I have always been Daddy’s little girl….just as my girl is now.
As for my weekend, I am hoping for a better one next time around.
Sounds just perfect Al. Living every moment. x
My Dad once told me – “The more we do, the more we want to do, the more life there is to love…”
It sounds like you applied all that and more this weekend.
You fitted so much in! We spent yesterday at a friends wedding which was absolutely lovely. Today we’ve had a huge cooked breakfast with friends and now we’re lounging & watching the X Factor. Perfect.
What a fabulous weekend! And what dedication to craft shown by the sniper firer.
And there I was about to ask where the beautiful image came from. What a gorgeous sculpture!
I’m exhausted just reading about it.