I know I’ve been extremely quiet…my life is hectic because of the farm. Season has started and despite the promise of hours being better, they are in fact worse. Just when I thought it wasn’t possible, I found out it is. I was at the office for over 13 hours today. I am utterly and completely exhausted! A reader of my blog posted a comment on my previous entry saying that I must come back soon, so… here I am. For how long is anyone’s guess. I do have news though.
I am finally pursuing my dream of writing a novel. I had a lovely windfall at the casino and used the money to enroll on a novel-writing course, presented by the South African Writer’s College. I received my first module yesterday and despite the exhaustion, I got started straight away. I am inclined to procrastinate, but this is something I will finish. Writing is something I’m passionate about and I think I’m relatively good at it, so who knows…maybe I will land on the New York bestsellers list in the future.
Much has happened over the past month, but I haven’t had much enjoyment out of it because of work. I was approached by an ex-client and am aware of another, who is looking for someone with my imports and exports experience, so I have made the proactive move to put my feelers out. I have nothing to lose. After all, if I have no bait in the water, I can’t expect to catch fish, now can I?
Anne phoned me last night bursting at the seams with excitement – she submitted a piece of writing for the Groot Karoo Boekefees (I think that’s what she said – I was almost asleep when she phoned) to tell me that it won a prize and that it is going to be published in a book of shorts stories, alongside well known Afrikaans authors like Lochner de Kock). She asked me to go with her to the prize-giving in October and I hope to be able to make it – depending of course of work (or a new one). This morning she left a voicemail on my phone – her father passed away after a long battle with emphysema in the early hours of this morning. I never met him, but my heart absolutely broke for her. We had plans to meet up last weekend, but she mentioned her dad not being well and I told her to rather make the trip to him, which she did – and she is glad she did. I will make a plan to pop in over the weekend, even if it is only to give her a hug. Some conversations don’t have to be spoken to be understood.
I have a birthday coming up on Wednesday and usually I get very excited about it, but strangely enough, this year I couldn’t be too bothered. A braai is planned for Saturday (my new boss gave me the day off), but a number of invited guests can’t make it…I clean forgot it is a long weekend. Ah well, at least I will have some time to rest and relax.
Anyhow, I’m off to bed – another early day awaits me tomorrow…*sigh*