Aieeee.
I've already quietly filed away a personal post on the illnesses of other family members this year, in the drafts section, as this has never really been that kind of a blog. However, it is true that people close to me have been very sick this year, and will be for some time. But on top of that, I am going to be having a strange life for the next couple of months.
I threw a tantrum with unexpected rewards attached last week, after hearing my son's behaviour in care had deteriorated to new lows, not previously recorded. As I said to the manager over the phone, "if they haven't told me about this, then what else is going on that I haven't heard about?" Oh. My. Goodness. So bear with me because this site will be on hold for quite some time while I get that all sorted.
In the meantime, some literary people, and an 'early adopting' kind of blogger deserve serious gold stars:
Lisa Dempster, director of the 2013 Melbourne Writers Festival, for an expansive and exciting programme. I thoroughly enjoyed the London Review of Books sessions I attended, as well as taking in a thought provoking session with music writer Simon Reynolds. And I could have gone to plenty more...!!!!
The Sydney Review of Books - subscribe to their newsletter now, if you haven't already. Between the freebies at LARB, LRB and SRB (as well as the Literary Saloon at the Complete Review) you will have a lot of things covered book review -wise.
Alexis Wright and Giramondo, for another stellar outing with The Swan Book - I have mentioned this briefly in a post I've written for Readmill, the ebook app. The ABR review carries more information than I can put down right now and you can find it here.
And something to look forward to, and buy: new books from Richard Flanagan and Thomas Pynchon.
Finally, someone I began my blogging days reading has started posting again. This is always a good thing. Welcome back, Dervala Hanley.
Don't be good while I'm away, HAVE FUN. I will work hard, and I will have fun and think of you all.
And yes, I will keep scrapbooking at the little place, because it's faster.
Faster is my son's favourite word. Say no more.