we've decided we're going to look after the leetle keetys until they're big enough to be adopted. so if you want one, let us know.
i'm finding the older i'm getting, the less tolerant of fools i am. which makes me wonder why i wasted so much time in the past tolerating them. think of all the procrastinating i could have crammed in to those lost hours! i haven't written anything new for a while. actually, i lie - i wrote a piece of 'creative non fiction' for a uni assessment task, but i guess in my mind that doesn't really count. i love keyboards that make noise when you type on them, by the way. like the one i'm using now. anyway, back to the point. i started out writing a short story for an anthology, but i can't bring myself to finish it. i'm stuck in that weird space where i feel like i've spent all my spontaneous creativity on the novel, and now i have to wait for my tank to fill up again. oooh, what a wanker i am sounding like. sad but true!
i had an epiphany the other day. i've realised that if i never make it as a writer, the next best thing to be, and something i think i'd be quite good at, would be editing and/or proofreading. actually, more editing i think. i would relish the nit-picking and thrive on the power. i think i would love-love-loooove it.
those who can get published, will; those who can't, make weird little marks in the margins.
when, will i, will i hear from penguin? i can't answer that! i can't answer that!
i have registered for jeez louise. if you're a funny chick and you can be in melbourne on april 4-5, you should register, too!