it was nice having my family over at our house over christmas. as i suspected, we had too much food - we ate and ate, and the fridge is still full of leftovers. today i bought some rice paper and vermicelli so, in case we actually get hungry between now and new years, we can make rice paper rolls.
are scrolling marquees cool or irritating? only time will tell.
i got my brother to read my short story to the family when we were all here on boxing day. they seemed to enjoy it - but i can never tell with family. especially my parents. i do the whole 'disclaimer' thing - the 'this is fiction based in fact' thing, like when i knew my parents wanted to come see me do standup. they've come to see me do debates and public speaking in fiji but that was different - because there was no real creativity involved there, i was just responding to whatever topic we'd been set. but with creative writing, with my 'faction', i feel bizarre if i know my parents are part of my audience. if my book ever gets published i'll obviously have to deal with that, but as long as they don't read it in front of me, i think i'll be okay.
i got an idea for a short story to enter into midsumma's competition - now i have to work out how to write it so my subject won't be able to work out it's about them. hmm.