It's been a long time since I last posted. I don't really have any good excuse. All I can think is that somehow it's easier to find time to write when every day is full up with things to do and see. Down time isn't good for creativity, somehow. I always end up sleeping. Or - recently, anyway - watching Woody Allen movies with my grandmother.
And I hate to say it - after all, if I'm not the free-roaming hippy child without shoes or ambition then who am I? - but maybe my days have been filled with a few ... life epiphanies? Only about my life, that is (don't get excited). But recently I was given the amazing opportunity to intern for a couple of days at GLAMOUR magazine in central Cape Town, and it was pretty rad, to say the least. And even though I can't see myself in the fashion world (death by shoes) for the rest of my life, I did get a small, smug inkling of 'maybe this is where I'm meant to be'. Yes, I fetched coffee and photocopied and searched pictures (ask me about anything Rihanna has worn in the last 2 year, go on, I dare you). But I like the vibe. I like the idea of working on twelve different projects at the same time and leading up to dramatic midnight deadlines. I like the chance to throw in your ideas with the actual (paid) writers and the understanding that good is good, and if you make it into print, you earned it.
What can I say? I like going to an office and writing. I'm a creature of simple needs.
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