December 3, 2013 § Leave a Comment
What joy we bring each other! What fun we have! Oh, how we laugh!
What brilliance we bring to any dance floor, the two of us together!
When we hold hands or when you put your hand on the small of back as we leave a room, there’s electricity!
You make me want to grin secretly and you make every one of my sentences want to end in an exclamation mark!
I can’t wait to meet you!
PS: I live in Melbourne now, so I am easier to find. I’ll be on the dance floor, or the tram, or at a party, or at the Art Centre park using the free wifi… Oh! The world is just so full of possibilities!
November 28, 2013 § 6 Comments
My restless mind is only half on holidays.
I half mourn quietly for an old lady in Schmoebs who died as old ladies do everywhere, but not as young. For a kid there who I know will break my heart by growing up as all kids do everywhere, but not as fast.
I only half believe I’m moving to the city. I’m half nervous, half excited about unrushed family time, frequent friends, dates, dancing, wearing impractical fabrics and culturally insensitive clothing.
I make half plans to be an artist, a writer, a performer.
I half write stories about cute boys I sit next to on planes or awkward campfires with impractical Frenchmen or Russell and his revolution.
I half wonder what happened to me way out west? Who have I become after five years in the desert? How am I going to answer well-meaning city hipsters who ask me what I think about ‘indigenous issues?’ What will I wear to these conversations and will my accent sound too broad?
All those things I half saw and half felt, do they mean anything?
“There are hippy lefty socialist douchebags and there are conservative redneck douchebags. I never really stuck my neck out. I tried to be a sponge, just soaking it all up. I tried to just get on with it. Just do something. Sometimes too much thinking makes it impossible to act.”
That’s from my blog in 2009, in Alice Springs.
Perhaps now I’m leaving the desert it is finally time to think.
November 19, 2013 § 3 Comments
Here is the first story I ever wrote. On the sides you can see my finger painting on the front cover.
Prince + Princess + field + horse = romance, right? NO! BAM! DEAD! Take that conventional narrative structure! No cathartic happy ending here! Some ladies are bad! Haters gonna hate!
Here’s a later attempt. I’ve gotten right into punctuation, capitalisations and I may also have just finished reading Dahl’s The BFG.
Enormous effort indeed! Upon reading this recently, my Dad wondered why I never grew up to write Mills & Boon novels. While I like that the Lady Fly was proactive and proposed, I have no idea how my stories went from double homicide to domestic bliss in the space of seven months.
I guess if we’ve learnt anything from my 1991 literary achievements, it’s that life is unexpected. Some day you might get killed by a bad lady on a horse in a field, some day you might have an extremely abnormal growth spurt in your garden.
October 11, 2013 § Leave a Comment
So I’m on the road. For work. Ridic. I’ve been blogging all about it. You can read all my latest posts by clicking right here
Or you can read them in chronological order by clicking on the links below.
To read about leaving Schmoebs click here
To read about the first few days on the road click here
To read about a tantrum I had and this guy who found my wallet click here
To read about how we killed an emu click here
To read a poem about travelling and some lovely sunset photos click here
So my secret identity and location are clearly longer secret. Please feel totally free to share desertdates or the above mentioned stories with your friends, families, colleagues – I’d totally love it. The only people you shouldn’t share this blog with are nice boys you think I should date one day. If you know any of such boys, why haven’t you told me about them yet? Please do so in the comments section below.
Here is one of those nice sunset photos for you:
October 6, 2013 § Leave a Comment
It’s almost been a year since I started this blog.
I haven’t written much lately. Truth be told I’m on the road. I’m sporadically blogging for the project I’m working on, which you can read by clicking here
The real names of Schmoebs and K-Hole are revealed! There’s even a comment by my very own parents!
I hope you are all doing well in your various necks of the woods, that you ate something delicious today and that something unexpectedly wonderful occurred, and you noticed. Like a nice pattern the sun made through the leaves, or a funny cat meme or you remembered a great album you used to love.
Until I write again my friends, God dammit, you’ve got to be kind.