Some really interesting Tassie events coming up (some of which I’m involved in!):
Tasmanian Writers’ Festival – 16-24 March, 2013 (over two weekends).
Book Launch: A Trifle Dead by Livia Day (from Deadlines, a Twelfth Planet Press imprint), Hobart Bookshop, Thursday 28 March, 2013 (more details to follow).
Get Published! Hints on avoiding the pitfalls to success – Saturday 13 April, 2013 (yep, I’m presenting at this one!).
In the past few days I’ve read two very interesting posts on different forms of editing. As I’m about to restart my studies in this area, this is rather timely for me.
First was the Angry Robot post about what the copyeditor does (by Anne Zanoni) – really interesting insight into the process.
Then Justine Larbalestier wrote a piece on what she meant by saying editors are not allowed to rewrite their authors’ books (and no, she doesn’t mean her words are precious!). Useful to see a pro author’s side of the coin.
I enjoyed both these posts, and think I’ll start collating such things as useful resources for studying!
Today I accepted the position of Librarian at a lovely private school in Launceston, Tasmania. This is not the position I applied for at the school, but I’m very happy to accept what is a great job in this lovely school! The appointment followed my flying trip to Tassie (departed Tuesday and travelled for what was on paper 12 hours, flew back Thursday, on paper in only 3.5 hours – gotta love time travelling!), which was very pleasant indeed! The staff at the school were delightful and Launceston was lovely. As a bonus, I was picked up from the airport on Tuesday by the Flinthart and progeny, who then took me for a wander through the CBD to find dinner, and on Wednesday I caught up with Monissa for hot chocolate and another wander. Yay for socialising on a work trip!
On return I’ve bitten the bullet and booked the removalist (not the cheapest self-pack but the one I was most comfortable with) and the car transport, as well as our plane tickets to Queensland (departing December 30) and from Brisbane to Launceston (January 21). Moving is expensive. But we are definitely underway! Now just have to pack. Bleargh.
I love writing. I choose not to do it much these days, as I’m focussed on editing and reading, but I’ve always made up stories. And so days like today are wonderful for my soul, because I get the chance to immerse in creative writing completely randomly! Just as when I had fun at the John Marsden session at the WA School Library Conference earlier this year, today has been a simple and creative pleasure. I was asked to come along with a few students to the Fremantle Children’s Literature Centre for a full day workshop with Aussie author Simon Higgins (I first met Simon at the Aurealis Awards a couple of years ago). It’s been a great day! Below is one of Simon’s exercises we did (and, at risk of ridicule) my own attempt at it
Keep them simple
Don’t add anything unasked for
Write about a mother and daughter meeting face to face for the first time in years
Choose your storytelling voice and tense & use throughout
number your sentences
1. Something about the weather on the day or night they meet and place them somewhere (meeting can be anywhere & when)
2. Mention a sound the characters can hear – be specific but don’t over describe
3. Choose a small physical object near or between the two characters.
4. An update on the weather.
5. Writing in the first person (about the other) third person (about either) – mention one item of clothing or an accessory
6. Revisit the sound from sentence 2
7. Make one of your characters look at the object from sentence 3 and as a result, think or feel or imagine something. (first person – about self)
8. Whoever wore or carried the article of clothing or accessory – have them do something with it.
9. As for #5 mention one physical trait (can be shared feature)
10. First time there is dialogue – one of the characters finally speaks. Has to be dramatic, intriguing, mysterious or a hint to why they haven’t seen each other in years.
The wind pushed the clouds in front of the half moon, whipping Asha’s hair around her face as I watched. The whispering of the gum leaves overhead was a constant echo in the torchlit dark. The balustrade was cold beneath my hands, gritty with peeling paint. A playful breeze flirted with the fringes of my shawl, drawing Asha’s attention at last. The rustle of the leaves seemed suddenly louder as the silence between us grew. I clenched one hand on the wooden beam, anxious now as I had not been before. I threaded three fingers through the loops of crochet shawl, nervous and waiting. Her eyes, so much like mine, widened as she took in my appearance.
“How can you be so young?”
I’m here with a bunch of 13-16 year olds and the ones who read theirs out were WAY better than mine! The future of writing in WA is solid
This afternoon I received a call from the school I had the phone interview with yesterday, inviting me to fly to Launceston (at their expense) for a face-to-face meeting and look around the school. Wowsers! How very grown up, I must say! This naturally led to a bit of stress as I had to first get husband to come HOME from Tasmania, which meant first trying to actually get him on the PHONE (no mobile service on site or at home, only on the road, and they’re working such long days) but all sorted (he’s now booked for Sunday), and I’ve booked flights. Means a full day travelling on Tuesday, as flights to Tassie are ridiculously timed, but is much quicker on the way home Thursday, which is good. Sadly means I can’t go to the WASLA dinner on Tuesday night, which I was really looking forward to (my library assistant Lee is the recipient of the WA Library Officer of the Year, and the dinner is partly to celebrate this, and the WA TL of the Year, my friend Brenda Clover) as well as the AISWA Libraries AGM on Wednesday, and probably the last WASLA meeting before THAT AGM (on Thursday). So suddenly my busiest week of the month turns into a travelling week instead! How quickly life changes…
Interestingly, I’m also out of school on Monday as I’m going to the Fremantle Children’s Literature Centre with a lovely group of kids for a full day workshop. My 15 official work days is down to just 12 (the last day is the staff break up/Christmas party). TWELVE DAYS OF WORK LEFT! Eep!