I dreamed of a life in which I could make a living reading and writing, and do so independently: a life where I was in charge. I did a number of difficult things in order to make this come to pass. But tonight, years later, as I reap the fruits of same, my life is reminding me of something from my childhood.
TIME: the present
PLACE: my house
CAST:
Water ..... Words
Brooms .... Books
Mickey .... Moi
A blog about reading and writing by a reader and writer. There will also be some thinking.
Showing posts with label Memoir. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Memoir. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Saturday, November 14, 2009
'We must sit down and work'

If you have 25 minutes to watch it, this is just lovely: two of the most elegant and eloquent women I know, Helen Garner and Anna Goldsworthy, at the launch of Anna's memoir Piano Lessons at Janet Clarke Hall where Anna is Artist-in Residence. Watch the whole thing if you possibly can; after Anna speaks, she plays a Chopin nocturne and then there's a quick snippet of her teacher, the extraordinary Eleanora Sivan. The heckling baby you can hear is Anna's son Reuben, born last summer.
Cross-posted from Still Life With Cat
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Anna Goldsworthy,
Books,
Events,
Helen Garner,
Memoir,
Music,
Pianos
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