Yes, I sent in my story to the Australian Women's Weekly Writing Competition!
Although, I had the fright of my life when I decided to double check the deadline. In the entry form terms and conditions in the November Women's Weekly it states the deadline as last mail 4 February 2008.
Usually I would have run around like a tearful maniac yelling "FUUUCK!", but instead I was quite calm and collected. The voice inside my head was like 'Yeah, you probably wouldn't have won so wha'EVA!'....I think it was the shock.
Then I thought hang on a minute, where the hell did I get 29 February from. I distinctly remember seeing it in print. I looked it up on the web and sure enough...
As usual, I left it to the eleventh hour to get really stuck into it. This means (as usual) I am too scared to look at the final draft for fear of finding some major clanger mistakes. I really don't learn do I? My grand idea involved giving a completed final draft to carefully selected friends a month before the deadline.
...Next time.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Mummy, I'm scared!!!
I'm just perusing the hire car options (God, it's eshpenshive!) and I'm feeling a sense of dread.
I'm a great driver and apart from a spat of accidents in my first year of driving (3 - one of which wasn't my fault) I've had one speeding ticket in my, JESUS! almost TWENTY years of driving...far out, I'm old.
I definitely don't want to go off on that tangent, so staying right on track now. I've found the cheapest with Budget (which is still $55 a day for a manual 1.3 litre) and now deliberating on taking that up to $80 to include the $25 premium insurance. What to do? That's a whole $75 which I'll be pissed off at paying after I've got the car safely back. But then again, I would obviously be absolutely shattered if we do have some kind of smash. I'll be bawling and flailing my arms wailing something "I knew this would happen"...because you always do know. Hindsight has 20/20 vision as they say.
Will Susan know? Maybe, will wait and see what March has to offer...
I'm a great driver and apart from a spat of accidents in my first year of driving (3 - one of which wasn't my fault) I've had one speeding ticket in my, JESUS! almost TWENTY years of driving...far out, I'm old.
I definitely don't want to go off on that tangent, so staying right on track now. I've found the cheapest with Budget (which is still $55 a day for a manual 1.3 litre) and now deliberating on taking that up to $80 to include the $25 premium insurance. What to do? That's a whole $75 which I'll be pissed off at paying after I've got the car safely back. But then again, I would obviously be absolutely shattered if we do have some kind of smash. I'll be bawling and flailing my arms wailing something "I knew this would happen"...because you always do know. Hindsight has 20/20 vision as they say.
Will Susan know? Maybe, will wait and see what March has to offer...
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Because, Charlie, she's a nitwit
I'm referring to myself this time. Not the almost text book specimen of a witchy poo below.
I'm going to a wedding in Tasmania in March and I made the stupid decision to book the tickets online, very late on Sunday night after a loooong day. You know what's coming don't you?
Yes, I booked for the wrong damn city, didn't I?
For some reason, even though the invitation has been magnetted (I think I just invented a word) to my fridge for the past month or so and explicitly says HOBART in two places, we are actually going to Launceston. By 'we' I mean myself and a very good chum who also happens to be one of the bridesmaids. All is not lost because:
1. My chum the bridesmaid is totally undestanding and has not made me feel even slightly bad for my nitwittedness.
2. We are arriving midday Friday - a whole 24 hours before the nuptials take place.
3. Launceston is only 2 hours away from Hobart so we can hire a car and be Thelma and Louise.
In fact, because of number 3, I reckon the lemonade we can make out of this lemon will be rather sweet. Neither of us has visited the Apple Isle before so my blunder has given us a chance to do a bit of travelling.
In other news, I might be going on the Power of 10 with Asa! He auditioned about a month ago and it looks like he's made the grade. I have to fill out a questionnaire as I'm going to be his 'support person'. Basically this means I'm the awkward (and I mean really awkward in this case) nervous head sitting in the crowd helping him deliberate on questions and probably lose him heaps of cash. No, I have to stay positive. Considering my stars specifically said I'd actually win money on a game show!
How's that for totally FEREAKY!
24 days til D Day at the Women's Weekly and I actually think I'm going to make it.
I'm going to a wedding in Tasmania in March and I made the stupid decision to book the tickets online, very late on Sunday night after a loooong day. You know what's coming don't you?
Yes, I booked for the wrong damn city, didn't I?
For some reason, even though the invitation has been magnetted (I think I just invented a word) to my fridge for the past month or so and explicitly says HOBART in two places, we are actually going to Launceston. By 'we' I mean myself and a very good chum who also happens to be one of the bridesmaids. All is not lost because:
1. My chum the bridesmaid is totally undestanding and has not made me feel even slightly bad for my nitwittedness.
2. We are arriving midday Friday - a whole 24 hours before the nuptials take place.
3. Launceston is only 2 hours away from Hobart so we can hire a car and be Thelma and Louise.
In fact, because of number 3, I reckon the lemonade we can make out of this lemon will be rather sweet. Neither of us has visited the Apple Isle before so my blunder has given us a chance to do a bit of travelling.
In other news, I might be going on the Power of 10 with Asa! He auditioned about a month ago and it looks like he's made the grade. I have to fill out a questionnaire as I'm going to be his 'support person'. Basically this means I'm the awkward (and I mean really awkward in this case) nervous head sitting in the crowd helping him deliberate on questions and probably lose him heaps of cash. No, I have to stay positive. Considering my stars specifically said I'd actually win money on a game show!
You might also want to go on a TV game show to try your luck. ...See if you can qualify as a contestant. I have watched those shows like "Deal or No Deal." People start doing well and then get greedy and figure they will win more money so they keep taking more risks. They wind up leaving with little or nothing. Be happy with less and leave some money on the table if necessary. You don't want to press your luck, just GET some luck!
How's that for totally FEREAKY!
24 days til D Day at the Women's Weekly and I actually think I'm going to make it.
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