Writing Residency- May Gibbs Literature Trust

The month has come and gone.  Writing flourished.  Several projects were completed to first draft.
Others, a new peek at a long awaited fragment- was it interesting enough to push on into a picture book text or a novel?

New poems were written.  And last week I began submitting some of the finished work.  What a great feeling after a year of treatment where I could hardly handwrite let alone hold a book to read.

(Foyer interior or Hotel Rothsbury on Ann street- the location of my residency.)

It was a wonderful healthy feeling to know that I STILL wanted to write and STILL had the passion to write.

Now awaiting fruits of that labour and also trying to plot out a schedule to get bigger novels finished.  I have a much keener affinity with time and jobs to complete.

Speaking about passion

Passion as in the desire of one's heart- writing of course!

Last Sunday I was privileged to be invited to be the guest speaker at the Furphy Literary awards in Shepparton- at the library.  Many young and older writers were present.

Dignitaries, judges( of whom I knew three) and myself as the guest speaker- retelling a precis of a passionate journey to publication was a thrill- it also sorts out for me, perspective both in the past and goals for the future.  Well done to all shortlisted writers and of course winners and to the Furphy foundation as sponsor of these awards.