It's been awful. I locked myself out of my blog. Forgot my password and then the security email enabling me to re-set it came to my work email address while I was on a week's leave! I have been suffering withdrawal symptoms!
Where to start? World Youth Day (the longest 'day' on record)? Saint Kevin PM's disappointing grasp of art vs. pedophilia? Recent filmic and televisual treats? A hymn to Annie Proulx who has made me read texts about cowboys BY CHOICE!!! She does the BEST imagery: a radio announcer who 'pronounced his own name as though he had just discovered a diamond in his nostril', 'a few final rain drops (that) fell, hard as dice', 'clean arcs divided the windscreen into a diptych, and their faces flared through the glass' - all on consecutive pages of a short story in 'Close Range'. And her vocabulary - I always mean to hold a dictionary in my other hand when I read her!
Well this will be a brief posting because lunch - and to a lesser extent - work calls! I've written my password down this time so watch this space!
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About Me
- Alice
- Migrated to Australia from England in the late 1960s. For our Australian-born father it was a homecoming, the rest of us adapted at varying rates. Settled initially in the Sutherland Shire in New South Wales, then lived in Sydney's inner and south west, relocating to the Riverina in 2014. Write this blog, poems, articles on family and local history and critical pieces. Other interests include visual and performing arts, gardening, politics, the pool, reading and good quality television.
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