Mystery #1
I keep finding this weird listing on Amazon for a second-hand copy of my book in hardcover (which doesn't exist - it was only ever produced in paperback), selling for NZ$117. Whoever is selling it must be crazy. I know copies of the book sell for several million dollars in Zimbabwean currency (I used to keep track just so I could say to people, "Hey, my books sell for $7 million a copy!" and see their expression before I confessed it was in one of the world's weakest currencies), but this is in New Zealand dollars. It is very odd. Also, I used a lot of parentheses in this paragraph, which probably made it confusing to read. Sorry.
Mystery #2
A snail appeared in our fish tank yesterday. We didn't put it there. The only explanation I could think of is that there was a snail egg on the oxygen weed when we bought it, which subsequently hatched. I named the snail Stanley.
Mystery #3
The snail disappeared after a couple of hours, and hasn't materialised again. Has he been eaten? Is he hiding somewhere? Will he come back? Life's tapestry is rich indeed.
(I should never have named him).
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Winter
Cold has white knuckles
It raps on the doors
Peers in the windows
Of young women
Getting undressed.
It raps on the doors
Peers in the windows
Of young women
Getting undressed.
Friday, July 4, 2008
In the bleak midwinter ...
It has been snowing today - not in the exciting, White-Christmas way, but in the sleety, slushy, sludgy, onomatopoeic way that results in wet feet and a general sense of lassitude. Luckily I have nothing more to do today, and can snuggle up on the couch with soup and chocolate and watch a DVD with my husband.
I just finished the book Floor Sample by Julia Cameron (author of The Artist's Way, among other things, which was hugely helpful to me). It is not so much an autobiography as a memoir of her creative journey. I started reading it in the bookstore yesterday afternoon, then realised I had been standing in the same spot for almost an hour and should probably buy it so that I could continue reading in more comfortable circumstances. I see a lot of myself in her book, which is comforting. Reading the book gave me a few ideas about how to progress with the book, and with my creative life in general ... when I figure out how to word them in plain English, I'll let you know.
One thing I've decided, anyway, is that working on the revisions from home isn't, erm, working. It's too cold at the moment to work upstairs in the study, so I've been working at the dining room table. Which means I'm very close to the kitchen, which contains the fridge and the coffee machine and all kinds of lovely distractions. So I think on Monday I'm going to start working at the cafe again.
I just finished the book Floor Sample by Julia Cameron (author of The Artist's Way, among other things, which was hugely helpful to me). It is not so much an autobiography as a memoir of her creative journey. I started reading it in the bookstore yesterday afternoon, then realised I had been standing in the same spot for almost an hour and should probably buy it so that I could continue reading in more comfortable circumstances. I see a lot of myself in her book, which is comforting. Reading the book gave me a few ideas about how to progress with the book, and with my creative life in general ... when I figure out how to word them in plain English, I'll let you know.
One thing I've decided, anyway, is that working on the revisions from home isn't, erm, working. It's too cold at the moment to work upstairs in the study, so I've been working at the dining room table. Which means I'm very close to the kitchen, which contains the fridge and the coffee machine and all kinds of lovely distractions. So I think on Monday I'm going to start working at the cafe again.
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