Had a computer crisis last night seemed like it was dead but luckily, and thanks to Clokey, it resurrected. I had backed up all important stuff, so would have survived if it didn't rise like the Phoenix today. But it has. So that has to be good. You'll also notice I've changed my profile pic and name (back to MG.) This is just because I was a little nervous about trolls finding my peaceful little plot here. Also I'm considering making an effort to be a little more writerly here. I've done the social commentary in the past, and the news articles and politics, world events etc. but at the moment I am not interested in any (or many) of those things and it's All Things Writing.
When I started this blog back in, when was it, 2005?? Egads. It was a general, broad survey of all that interested me. This has narrowed down to a virtual pinpoint. I'm not interested any more, or at the moment, in many things. So I am going to indulge myself, and hopefully not lose any of the people who are kind enough to swing by, and follow my heart. Which is books, more books. Literary analysis and critique. Book reviews. Stuff about writers. Stuff about me and my process.
I intend to build another blogroll; I haven't had one for years. Not quite sure why I got rid of it, I think it was because seeing it made me think I had to do the rounds, and visit them all and read. It was far too time consuming. What I would like to do now, though, is make a roll of blogs and spots which fit into my new parameters. Slowly, slowly.
I'll keep up with the diaries though, as planned to 31/12/89. There's a lot to come.
Today, I'm going to see Water for Elephants with Princess, or she's coming with me. She wasn't that keen (she wants to see the new one with Gynnifer Goodwin (sp?) and Kate Hudson but I told her I need to see the elephant one, for research purposes. I had read one good review, then one bad one, then someone told me Margaret P said it was good, captivating from first minute to last and Miss Reece's best role? So, that's enough for me. It has a circus in it. Also enough for me.
Speaking of circuses (circii?) there is a new book out by Mark St Leon, on the history of Australian circuses. Don't have the title to hand, but I clipped the article in the paper last weekend. Suffice to say, I will be buying it this week.
Mum still hasn't bought a place yet, but there is one that we LOVE and I hope she gets it. She has to move out of her place in a couple of weeks, and go and stay with my sis. We shall survive the pain. If anyone had told us ten years ago that in 2011 our mum would be selling her flat, boxing up all her stuff, putting it in storage and buying a new place, we would have been seriously doubtful. If anyone had told us that in the last ten years she would have had THREE overseas trips (plus another to come this year, family holiday to Bali yayyyyyy) then we would have said 'tell them they're dreamin'.'
But if anyone had told us she would have a gentleman caller who would infuse her with energy and delight, we would have said 'you are seriously fucked, fuck off.'
Life is extraordinary and there to be embraced.
A dear friend of mine had a dreadful year last year, with cancer. She too has done amazing things since. She gave me a copy of the affirmations she is doing and which have helped not only her, but her brother and sister as well (they were having rough times, no luck etc.) I don't care what anyone says about this being woo-woo. The power of positive thinking cannot be underestimated.
I can't find the piece of paper though, so I can't transcribe them here. Will do when they come to hand again.
Happy Sunday to you.