The decision to create an unconventional blog post.
My book â€“ what is it about?
Shattering the fake, bogus, counterfeit, persuado, phoney, pseudo, sham, similar, supposititious, artificial, celluloid, ersatz, imitation, plastic, assumed, imposturous, ostensible, professed, so-called, soi-disant, meretricious, flash, painted, adulterine, spurious, untrue, apocryphal, fabulousâ€¦
Oh, but it is fictitious.
Embroiled in our own complexity. Contradictions. For my characters it is life or death. What else is there? What else is IN there? Some want to maintain surfaces, save face. Others sense more. Some even fight for it. Some discover it. Some canâ€™t handle it once itâ€™s present.
It is set in 1970. War and society, people within society, people at war, people looking at war. Inner battles. Battles behind doors. Battles wanting to be fought. A need of conflict. A run from conflict. A running into each other with all this going on.
I write and work. Peter Bishopâ€™s knowledge of good fiction fills me â€“ passion, intimacy and control. I strive to create a connection with readers. I am inspired by the other writers, their stories. I eat Sheilaâ€™s warm food. It nourishes my sore throat. I have blanket and heater. I donâ€™t sleep well at night so find the morning hard. I stretch out on my yoga mat. I write and I take breaks, listening to The Doors and reading the thesaurus under the desk, curling over into plough pose. I donâ€™t know my motivation. I just want to write. I go for walks in the low cloud. I keep remembering home (my new home) in Melbourne. Uni essays to write, many book reviews, work possibilities. Finding a flat. I try and rest these thoughts.
Iâ€™m going to enter the Vogel. If I donâ€™t win and get published through that, I want Random House Vintage. I want to have a book. I will work on my short stories for my thesis. I will rewrite my 1st manuscript as a young adult novel. I will write my 3rd manuscript, set in WW2 in Victoria and in Norway. I will never stop. I love it. And I love being at Varuna. The freedom to get things done. The privilege of being here where so many writers have come. The inspiration and guidance of a brilliant mentor.