reading and writing

More than 2 months down the track and I have not returned to the State Library. At least I can count on returning when the Centre for Books, Writing and Ideas opens there later this year. My memoir is still unpublished, but the pall that settled on me after finishing it is finally lifting and today has been a frenzy of reading and writing (mostly reading). My head is spinning with reading Francine Prose, Diana Athill, Anne Lamott and Katherine Mansfield. Don't ask me why.  Such is life in the age of the Internet. I was finally waylaid by Freda Balaam, my ex-headmistress. Got lost somewhere on the www trying to find another teacher's name for my memoir. I wrote two more pars, but stalled on that name. She may have to go nameless. The interminable and unproductive days of a twenty-first century writer.