Wow! What a busy week with writing, 2 courses...and work!
Writing news: I've sent my last assignments through to the Australian Writers' Marketplace (AWM) Online "Pitching to Publishers" course, and now just have to wait for the feedback. I've learned heaps, and the assignments - in particular the book proposal - have been a godsend. Thank you Tiana for your excellent feedback, and I thank my colleagues - Bill, Maria and John - for their insightful critiques and comments.
I've just finished an article for the South Australian Writer's Centre (SAWC) newsletter. I'll update when this goes to press.
And I've started the "Adobe Photoshop" course at the WEA in Adelaide. Our first night introduced us to what Photoshop can do. We started with an exercise using and manipulating pictures with the Crop Tool. Next week - we really get our hands dirty! YESSSS! Our ever patient lecturer, Chris Houlahan, really knows what he's talking about, and we have an incredible set of notes to work through. Wow!
Friday was a rare night off to enjoy "Pratchett Pieces" by Unseen Theatre Company at the Bakehouse Theatre. Yes, you guessed it's the marvellous lunacy of the great Sir Terry Pratchett in full flight. Unlike life, it starts with DEATH, and the five skits include the bumbleheaded boffins of Unseen University, Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg and a group of hapless young witches, a disco like no other, and the funniest answer to "Why did the chicken cross the road?" A great night out of amateur theatre, and a wonderful chance for new actors to cut their teeth. Thank you, Pamela Munt.
Writer's Group started this week at school with over 20 students turning up! Wow! Looks like being a fantastic year.
With all the other projects, "The Isthmus" had to take a back seat this last week. Not something I like doing. It'll travel with me on my commute to work from now on - that's over two hours seated (I hope) in a bus scribbling arrows and circles over the printed pages.
Yesterday was wet (!), today was beautiful but there were few birds at the summit. The walk was a wonderful way to clear my head. And in a few hours, I'll fill it with more "Celtic Britain."
RIP Whitney Houtson.