the procrastinatrix

housekeeping update:

• the scary crotch-height mirror in the downstairs bathroom has disappeared
• the 'extra frilly bits' lamp in the dining room has also disappeared
• and yes, the silk poppies have disappeared

writing update:

• think I need to nail my feet to the floor - find it very easy to just go wandering when i should be writing. am told this is all part of the process (the wandering, not the foot-nailing).
  
• tried to work at night last night instead, but ended up procrastinating by creating a playlist on itunes of all the music I thought would get me in the mood and once I'd done that told myself I was too tired and had to go to bed.
  
• have been reading heaps, not sleeping much, lying awake with all sorts of ideas and thoughts floating through my head yet when i get up to write them they evaporate.
• but today is a deliciously windy grey day so I think I shall be motivated to stay put in my little room with my heater and candle and lollies. It's way too tempting to procrastinate when the weather is as glorious as it has been for the last couple of days.

Another thing I am greatly enjoying is the night sky here. I go outside with a cup of tea (and sometimes a cigarette...eep) and just stare up at the milky way. It is so beautiful.

Tonight is the weekly drinks with local writerly types. No one's ever sure who's going to turn up, but Peter told me a lovely woman from Allen and Unwin will be here and I am to tell her that I'm working on a "fabulous book - she is a good person to know". Double eep! That's exciting and a little scary at the same time. I've been thinking today I need to think of a way to describe my book that doesn't sound as vague as it has done every time anyone's asked me about it. It's more interesting than just being about "Asian-Australian identity", although apparently that's interesting in itself. I don't want it to be a niche genre book but I just want it to be...out there. It's not chick-lit, but it's not heavy literary fiction. I don't know what to compare it to.

And then after that the others in the house have been invited to represent Varuna at a dinner, so they're going off and then the Baddeleys are coming to visit for dinner! This is very exciting; I wasn't much looking forward to being in this big rambly house all on my own. So maybe I'll light a fire in the library and we can sit in there for dinner.

Now I need to go and write. I just want to go back to sleep.