So it was my birthday yesterday and now I'm twenty-six. I'm working (for free) in a job that I love and now I'm a year older. Hooray!
I'm also starting to go bald but hey, male pattern baldness is just one of those things you can't do much about so no use complaining about it, just deal with it. Besides, my hairline is actually starting to look a bit better in some places. All I'm going to do is just shave my head when it gets bad. That's how real men deal with going bald.
Also, I've been editing press releases in house for the publisher (whom I won't name, and for something I won't reveal because that would be stupid) and I totally just re-wrote a sentence. And it was pretty exciting!
Anyway, I just speed read two books and I'm going to work on a manuscript for the third soon. Now I'm reading an American book they want to publish here. It's all going well for me today! Hope you all have a good one, I'm getting back to work.
Laters.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Cemil is experiencing work...
My first two days at Black Dog Books have been fantastic. A lot of reading, a lot of unsolicited manuscripts and speed reading novels so I can edit an actual manuscript. An actual dead set manuscript. Fuck. Yeah.
Also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rP9kbfjNFws
Also:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rP9kbfjNFws
Monday, September 6, 2010
Cemil wants to sleep...
I am exhausted.
Too many nights of staying up late and habitually waking up early. But the main reason I'm really tired is because I went to my very good mates wedding and I was up at 6 am and didn't get home till 10pm that night. I'm just nackered.
On very pleasing news: Geelong lost and Collingwood beat the shit out of the Bulldogs. I'm quietly confident that we've got season 2010 sewn up. If Collingwood won this year it would make me so very happy.
I spoke to my novel writing teacher, Ray, tonight and I revealed something to him that I am exceedingly proud of. I've accomplished my goal for writing this year. Maybe I haven't been as productive as I would have liked, but I have taken the wetstone to my writing blade and I have honed the edge back to where I want it. And I am a better writer right now than I ever have been.
I have had many writing mentors over the years. Here is my opportunity to thank one man in particular, who I have in private before, but I feel like doing so now in greater detail. My mate Leo. I've always had the skills of writing and characterisation. I'm a natural writer. What Leo taught me was the craft of showing where a character came from and creating them from the ground up, showing the reader how the character became who they are, or are becoming. It's like watching DaVinchi paint the Mona Lisa.
It's a skill I've stolen from him and I'm very thankful for it. Thanks, mate. And then there is my perennial friend and voice of reason, Esther. If there is ever a person who sneezes more talent into a tissue in a week than I will in my lifetime it is her. Dead set, you are all going to be reading her books soon and I'll be able to flash my autographed copies and make you all jealous. She really is that good.
Too many nights of staying up late and habitually waking up early. But the main reason I'm really tired is because I went to my very good mates wedding and I was up at 6 am and didn't get home till 10pm that night. I'm just nackered.
On very pleasing news: Geelong lost and Collingwood beat the shit out of the Bulldogs. I'm quietly confident that we've got season 2010 sewn up. If Collingwood won this year it would make me so very happy.
I spoke to my novel writing teacher, Ray, tonight and I revealed something to him that I am exceedingly proud of. I've accomplished my goal for writing this year. Maybe I haven't been as productive as I would have liked, but I have taken the wetstone to my writing blade and I have honed the edge back to where I want it. And I am a better writer right now than I ever have been.
I have had many writing mentors over the years. Here is my opportunity to thank one man in particular, who I have in private before, but I feel like doing so now in greater detail. My mate Leo. I've always had the skills of writing and characterisation. I'm a natural writer. What Leo taught me was the craft of showing where a character came from and creating them from the ground up, showing the reader how the character became who they are, or are becoming. It's like watching DaVinchi paint the Mona Lisa.
It's a skill I've stolen from him and I'm very thankful for it. Thanks, mate. And then there is my perennial friend and voice of reason, Esther. If there is ever a person who sneezes more talent into a tissue in a week than I will in my lifetime it is her. Dead set, you are all going to be reading her books soon and I'll be able to flash my autographed copies and make you all jealous. She really is that good.
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