so, i've just gotten home from a night out, and i'm feeling a renewed passion for this blog - something i know i've been neglecting lately. and it's late, and i'm slightly inebriated, so brace yourselves, people: this will be one of those 'i love the world, i love my life' kind of blogs that i've lived to regret in the past - but let honesty rule! (sung to the tune of 'let freedom reign', from john farnham's 'that's freedom', if you know what i mean... if not, google it). [what can i say. when i first discovered australian music lyrics (smash hits, circa 1986-1991, thank you niraj), johnnie really did it for me. i actually had a poster of dannii minogue on my wall, but i was a teenager growing up in fiji, so go easy on me.]
anyway. moving right along...
so. what was my point? that's right. tonight, i went to that launch of russell mcgilton's 'yakety yak: bombay to beijing by bicycle, and i had a great time. i took along five friends, and it was beautiful. i was so happy to see a fellow scribe bask in the glory of a major publication. i had three encounters with individuals that i was not expecting - and each of these has given me an interesting insight to the process of being a writer-type-person. i got more joy (oh! can she handle much more? i wonder!) when i got home - for the first time in my freelancin' incarnation, i think i done gone and met an editor's expectation. i was given a brief, an angle, and a deadline - and it seems i've delivered. if you would like to see what i am talking about, keep your eyes peeled for the august issue of concierge magazine, in which said articles my moi will appear under the 'thirst' section. how fitting. shalini gets to review bars. i feel i may have found a calling, other than the dream of being a professional novelist.
cheers, and good night!