Home again, home again, blogetty-blog

Five months ago almost to the day, I set off on a great adventure. I met many friends and rellies, new and old, and saw so many historical and scenic places that my mind is quite boggled. Two new favourite cathedrals, Winchester and Canterbury, have been added to my collection (tick, tick, - ye gods and little fishes, I've turned into a tourist!) and I've fulfilled a long-held ambition to tread where my ancestors trod in Staffordshire and Yorkshire. The Rhine and its magic will live forever in my heart, and the dizzying contrasts of Luxembourg have also created lasting memories. And the time I spent in Perth, Western Australia, recently was a precious bonus, thanks to Sandra and Ashlea who gave me the chance to house-sit for them. Am I not the most fortunate of little fat old ladies?

However, it seems that it is now time for me to settle down in Mount Gambier. I do so with not a little kicking and screaming, mind you, for part of me will always call Perth home, but I think the heavens are pointing out to me that my future lies here. First, I thought I had another house-sit in Perth lined up - for three months! Joy oh joy... but the joy turned to ashes when the owner returned unexpectedly. Then, just as I was packing for the airport, I had a phone call from Homeswest, the public housing authority in Western Australia, to ask if I wanted a refurbished flat in Subiaco. I could have wept a river, believe me, since when I found myself homeless I had to borrow the money to move to Mount Gambier. There is no way in the world I can afford to move back to Perth. That was really painful - if only they'd had a place to offer me this time last year!

While in Perth I was able to attend meetings of my face-to-face writing group and to catch up with several friends from the Katharine Susannah Prichard Writers Centre. I also went to a couple of meetings of the Society of Editors and one with the Shakespeare Club of WA. It's sad to think that I won't be able to do any of those things in the future. Nevertheless, there are some things I can do even from the wilds of country South Australia, like my work as Reviews Editor for The Specusphere. I've recently uploaded no fewer than eight new reviews, two of which I wrote myself - see links at left. (Others were kindly submitted by Edwina Harvey, Donna Maree Hanson and Bobbi Sinha-Morey.) I can also stay in touch with writing buddies and exchange crits by e-mail. And there's always the phone, and Skype, and texting - no, my friends in Perth and elsewhere have not heard the last of me!

And I can submit works for publication by e-mail. In fact, I have a piece in a new poetry anthology, The Weighing of the Heart, edited by Roland Leach, Shane McCauley and Donna Ward, with an introduction by John Kinsela. I'm in extraordinarily good company, with people such as Kevin Gillam, Mardi May and Ross Bolleter, among others, being represented. There are some very fine poems in the antho. Mine is the only conventional one, being a sonnet, but if you like modern poetry you will love this book. New Editions in Fremantle has it, or you can order it from the publisher, Sunline Press in Cottesloe, Western Australia. They can be found at http://www.sunlinepress.com.au/sunline/

Enough procrastinating. I really must get back to sorting out the mess I've made with unpacking!