Well, dagnabbed if it’s not Tuesday and I haven’t posted anything. Please note that yesterday was a public holiday (God save the Queen).

I thought June was going to be a nice, calm month, with plenty of time for manicures, etc. but a couple of deadlines have wended their nasty way into the next couple of weeks. Hence the lack of update here. My feelings at the moment are somewhat well put by Ezra Pound, the florid:

Free us, for we perish
In this ever-flowing monotony
Of ugly print marks, black
Upon white parchment.

Just kidding. I’m not at all unhappy about the work I have to do. However, I am unhappy to leave you in the lurch. And I am even less happy to have to say that it’s going to happen all the more in the next few months. But it’s only because I’m going to (partly) decamp to the Melbourne Writers Festival blog from late June onwards. Those delightful pixies asked me back to man the blog, along with Simon and Angela. And of course, I’m on duty at Kill Your Darlings, where we’re preparing for the release of Issue Two on July 1.

So, again, this isn’t goodbye, but just a note that I won’t be foisting my opinions upon you as regularly. Or, well, I will – just in a less centralised fashion.

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Comments (4)
  1. I must confess that I didn’t get anywhere near as much done over the long weekend as I had hoped! Feed reader is still bulging, but oh well!

    I am hoping to get to some more MWF events this year, and as my son gets older maybe even get involved some how!

    • I think I know exactly what you mean. ‘Long’ weekend? More like ’should be regular length of a weekend’.

      MWF is going to be great! I can feel it in my soup bones.

  2. mmm… soup.

    • Bet they don’t have soup in London!

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