News, blues and bad bloggers
I am a very bad blogger. Three weeks since my last post and I don’t even have a very good excuse – just an assortment of mediocre excuses that are not very convincing.
First excuse: I have been struggling with the fourth (or is it the fifth?) draft of my first attempt at a futuristic novel between agonising over the slow progress of my historical novel. Hence, the blues.
Second excuse: I have been reading heaps of good, bad and indifferent fiction and am full of good intentions to blog about them all but can’t make up my mind which to write about first. (Yes, this is a feeble excuse.)
Third excuse: the weather. It’s beautiful in Melbourne at the moment and I’d rather wander around my garden pruning rosemary bushes than spend any more time at the computer than I have to.
I could make up some more excuses but it makes for a very dull blog.
On Wednesday, I’m off to Tasmania with a team of dazzling, writerly companions – James Roy, Penni Russon and Lili Wilkinson. I’m fully expecting their company – and the charms of tribes of Tassie teenagers – to shake me out of this wordless malaise. More soon!