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Day one

Written 21/3/20 I always wake early. I always lie looking at the water, marvelling at being here. I always listen to the deep blue silence and remember that we’re out of the city. And then memory comes to me, creeping, slithering, snaking. What’s happening in the city, the city and the people we love. What… Continue reading…

Running away

Blog in the time of the virus 20/3/20 Running away   We have no choice but to run. I’m a danger to everyone including myself. 700 people in the country have caught it, and they’re probably all around me. I catch the bus from NIDA where I teach back to Darlinghurst, and and touch everything-… Continue reading…

On digital publishing

Three sleeps off How do I feel? I ask. I’m in awe that something as vast and sprawling as this is finish-able, at least so it can be launched and other people will see it, and judge it, and use it. I remember stumbling along the kilometre or so of cracked suburban footpaths from my… Continue reading…

So this is what it’s like

We’ve slipped out. We’re slipping out, emailing author friends, showing them the site, asking them to join. For 24 shining hours I felt that I was now ready to die with joy. Then the videos started playing up again, perfection” so hard to maintain, but MPS fixed them in thee days. (we’d held up the… Continue reading…

Through gritted teeth

Is anyone out there still reading this never-ending story?- perhaps only those trying like us to set up a very interactive website with emails and skype session between two countries. Be warned. It all started innocently with book subject categories being generated by Thorpe Bowker and put in both the authorform and the authorstore. I… Continue reading…

Coming to a crunch

Do all new, excited enterprises face this? First, there’s no one else who would rather die than not do this, but you. So you get down and do it, hoping family and friends won’t notice you’re missing. Some time later, some long time later, you say, well, it’ll manage by itself if I go away… Continue reading…

When looks matter

Many authors had criticised the lack-lustre “look” of our public site. The site and its looks had been “given” to us. We accepted such an amazing gift with utter gratitude  –  how else were we to obtain a website but by an extremely generous gift? We’re authors, and financilaly we live as authors. Ahead was… Continue reading…

Asking the family for help

Sometimes help comes out of the blue. The digitizers had asked us to test the authorform and the new Help page one last time. Since Kitty and I had re-written the automated Authorform several times, and the Help page once, I knew we’d lost objectivity. I didn’t like to ask author colleagues, in case they… Continue reading…

A Festival of Ideas

We’re counting down the days now. Rosemary Sorensen, who’s organizing the 2014 Bendigo Writers’ Festival, says that Wuthering Ink will be like a Festival of Ideas. The Wuthering Ink Festival has been a long time coming, for a long journey ago  it was just a pale hope in a white hotel room turned sick bay… Continue reading…