When it rains it pours

November 9th, 2009 § 2 Comments

I have a cold and have been suffering for a whole week. I think it’s the tail-end now and will hopefully be on the way up. Haven’t been sleeping well, but at least the baby has.

On Wednesday night the Melbourne Prize for Literature winners are announced. I’m hoping that I’m all better and can get excited about the event. Have spent the past few months dreaming up big all the ways I’m going to spend the money so it’s going to be a thud down to earth when the winner is announced-and it’s probably not going to be me.

Tonight is my tv night and I’m looking forward to The Vampire Diaries. A bit depressed because I’ve already spectacularly failed Nano-yet again. I think I should start a Facebook group-Deluded writers who keep signing up for Nano only to fail miserably every single year. For now I’m slinking back to the couch with a cup of honey and lemon tea to soothe my sore throat.

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§ 2 Responses to When it rains it pours

  • Jodi says:

    The very best of luck for the Melbourne Prize for Literature. I hope you’re feeling better on the night and can really revel in your achievements. I know what you mean about Nano. I don’t even bother anymore. I always used to think November was a really inconvenient month for me but, in reality, I don’t think it’s the month that’s the problem ;-)

  • Renee says:

    Hi Amra, I had my fingers crossed for you on Wednesday night. What a wonderful experience.
    Hope you’re feeling better and the heat hasn’t knocked you around.
    Nano is non-existent for me so far. Just trying to cope each day with the heat and at a busy workplace. I even gave sewing a rest for a week, and I love doing that.
    Take care.

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