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Jul. 30th, 2005 | 03:42 pm
mood: energeticenergetic
music: Some very weird stuff on at teh Octapod
posted by: octobrianaoz in nywf_friends

After a Talk with David, I've changed this community and created five more, all about the National Young Writers' Festival. They are:
  • </a></b></a>nywf_friends - National Young Writer's Festival - Friends & Goss
  • </a></b></a>nywf_news - National Young Writers' Festival - News
  • </a></b></a>nywf_plugs - National Young Writers' Festival - Plugs
  • </a></b></a>nywf_prog - National Young Writers' Festival - Programming
  • </a></b></a>nywf_travel - National Young Writers' Festival - Travel & Accomm
  • </a></b></a>nywf_writing - National Young Writers' Festival - Writing

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Jun. 15th, 2005 | 06:14 pm
mood: surprisedsurprised
posted by: octobrianaoz in nywf_friends

We may be making some changes to the forum - finally! I presume it was rebuilt with the rest of the Octapod server. Watch this space!

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Oct. 30th, 2004 | 01:14 pm
mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
music: pbs went outta tune so it's gold
posted by: zofiastar in nywf_friends

the festival is over. and has been for some time now. but i've been awol, as i think many of us who've been involved have. and now i'm stretching wearily, scratching my head and wiping the sleep from my eyes. so this is a post to say nowt much more than that. and good bye. there are still some nywf duties remaining, the least of which is going to be acquittals, what i understand to be assuring the powers that be that we didn't squander their precious dollars. but aside from that stuff my role in nywf is not going to be the same next year and therefore i don't feel that i should continue to write this blog/journal/thing that i don't think anyone much reads anyway...i may change my mind though. and, in a bizarre example of my contradictory nature, i also don't want to use this blog coz i think it's too public and i want to be anonymous for a while. so i'm off to do that. amongst other things like bettering my russky yazik and trying to get a half decent job. oh, and one important and public nywf task i'm yet to complete is compiling the nywf e-anthology to be hosted by theprogram.net.au. we are, incidentally, still accepting submissions for this project so if you attended nywf this year, or would have liked to, you are most certainly invited to submit your work in whatever form it takes. za vyeecheram, leonie xx

ps - if you have any feedback, please DO contact the coordinators via coords@youngwritersfestival.org

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Zine Fair

Oct. 4th, 2004 | 07:11 am
mood: tiredtired
music: Sisters of Mercy
posted by: octobrianaoz in nywf_friends

I went to the Zine Fair at T.I.N.A. with Carol Wood (co-witer/artist of Pox) yesterday. I was (once again) glad I didn't have  a stall there -- the noise and the enclosed space would drive me to distraction. Anyway, I bought $20 of comix there, and made one of two contacts (maybe). It irks me that I either haven't been organized or solvent enough  to get my comics printed for the fair. I have two issues of Hypergraphia and  a collection of Laura Seabrook's Queer Stuff just sitting on the shelf.

To get around this, I'm going to contribute  top an anthology by  Glenno illustrating  song lyrics. I have in mind both Lucretia (by Sisters of Mercy) and Don't Fear the Reaper (by Blue Oyster Cult).  Also, I was approached to contribute to  a zine called Tight Knit. The subject matter of this os non-monogamy -- I think I can feel another installment of Queer Stuff coming on! *grin*

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sunday and the sun she shines

Oct. 3rd, 2004 | 04:39 pm
mood: very vague
music: nuttin
posted by: zofiastar in nywf_friends

i'm wearing a red dress with white flowers on it and purple shoes. on my feet, not the dress. doesn't sound that hot maybe but i feel great, exhausted, voiceless and great. i bought this dress for my birthday last year and now i'm wearing it on a sunny day in newcastle, the fourth and penultimate day of the national young writers' festival 2004 and therefore, this is not art...and i think i'm starting to get sad. i don't really have the brain capacity to think and type amongst the minimal action here at the pood...i just corrected that and then uncorrected it. i think pood is a good name for this space...i'm brain fried and have to go eat now...i love nywf!

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T.I.N.A. is here!

Sep. 30th, 2004 | 10:02 am
mood: optimisticoptimistic
posted by: octobrianaoz in nywf_friends

Well, T.I.N.A. is finally here.

I had a long day yesterday. I went down to Sydney with Carol Wood, who's up here visiting. We went to Newtown to scour the 2nd hand bookshops for National Lampoon collections. Had a great curry there. Anyway, the trains in Sydney are all out of whack and it was a struggle to get there and back.

Got home about 8pm (after necessary shopping), then had to feed the pets, and go back out to NEON (a local transgender support group). I was celebrating the 10th anniversary of my changing my name, from which I marked the start of my gender transition. That being the case, I needed to be with that group.

Then I waited for Amelia Walker to arrive. She'd flown in from Adelaide earlier that day and didn't get to Cardiff station until early morning.

A long day, but a good one.

T.I.N.A. is here -- yay!

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growing wings

Sep. 13th, 2004 | 06:09 pm
mood: victimised
music: telstra hold music - yay
posted by: zofiastar in nywf_friends

in one hour and twenty minutes i'll be leaving this fluoro office...for another. actually, i can't remember if the pod has fluro lights but i reckon it'll be a damn sight better to be working there than here for the telstra devil. and hopefully i'll never hafta come back coz i've got my dream job on the horizon - but i'm not telling you bout that coz you'll poach it, ya bugger!

mmmm, so i had a sort-of catching up with long lost friends and saying a mini bubbye to smelbs on satdee night. and, as it was september 11, the party somehow became a victim party. i had courtney love pay a visit, along with her housewife. there was a woman called marty bound and gagged in my kitchen, being threated with a punch ladle. a zebra crossing, all bloodied after the incident, came along to drown her tears and there was also a victim of bram stoker's dracula. there was a victim of too many theme parties (and THAT i had to respect!), a victim of sports violence complete with a black eye and slap mark, and a poor poor girl who's sister kicked her in the face and she tumbled to her death at hanging rock. her sister was there too, no shame. oh yea, and a victim of schoolyard pranks with a "kick me" sign on his back. i myself, was a victim of the writers' festival - as you could have guessed. i wore a tragic wig with pegs and pens in it and my dressing gown and i stunk to high heaven. told em all that i hadn't washed, brushed my hair or gotten out of my pj's for six months, not too far from the truth.

did i mention the programs are finished for TINA? that's what this blog/journal is supposed to be about, isn't it? yea, well they're done. not without some tears, or so i heard. i think they may have even arrived in smelbs by now, and should be dispersed across the states within the next few weeks. look out for one at the laundry in smelbs (johnston st, ya dig?) as well as a few other choice venues.

will keep ya posted as i panic and tear my hair out over the next few weeks. adios!

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Sep. 10th, 2004 | 06:02 pm
mood: delirium
music: none goddamnit!
posted by: zofiastar in nywf_friends

guten evenink meine leetle children,

today is a day for delirium, methinks.

it all began last night really: passionpop thursday - need i say more? it's an old favourite for me n chiquita and while we didn't end up at QnA like old times, we did get a few bottles down and rise bleary-eyed this morn. but the day only went uphill from there, and i don't mean it was a slog - more like a lesuirely ride on a chairlift.

apart from the antangonistic jamie insisting the grey partitions surrounding my desk be returned to their former UNglory ala the Australia Post scandal (for those not able to follow this rant, i was ORDERED by management to remove ALL the interesting cartoons, pics n other tidbits surrounding my workstation. i can't believe i used that word! and i'm NOT happy. but that goes without saying.

so that was a momentary dent on my cheerful delirium. but things once again improved via the lunch date with chiquita n cool cat mac. we traipsed our silly bones through the lanes to element and found some damn fine coffee to go with our cheese, tomato n spinach croissants. AND we had a brush with fame. but i can't go naming names or i'd be a wanker. which i might be anyway...

erm...yea! AND me n chiquita managed to connive our colleagues into staying back late for us so we can escape to the voiceworks launch with cool cat mac. what could be better?

oh yea, i remember. i discovered that there's a town in victoria called titybong (postcode 3542)! and while we decided that would be the place for cool cat mac to live, chiquita's relocating to banana (postcode 4702), sqodge will probably set up camp at umbrella springs (4702) but me, i'm opening a b&b with stephen at chinkapook-mittyack rd in manangatang (stephen's mum went to Humpybong High so he knows all about these things.


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what's happening with me??

Sep. 4th, 2004 | 01:44 pm
mood: swamp thang
music: ironically...i needa miracle by some poppy so and so
posted by: zofiastar in nywf_friends

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell, where do i start?

i've taken some time off life recently and am now only just returning to earth after dragging myself through a swamp for the past few weeks.

i have kept relatively busy and been doing some really good stuff but i don't actually remember much of it and have spent far too much time in the gutter (literally!) trying to avoid thinking about heavy things encompassing death, love and everything in between.

the melbourne writers' festival was in in the middle of the mess of my mind. although my generous mumbo bought me tickets to seven events, most of those tickets went unused. tis a shame, but it happens. and i did try and give some of them away, but alackaday everyone was already booked or too lazy to come and get them.

on a positive note, the festival that needs no introduction seems to be running smoothly by dave's hand alone. as you probably know, the program has been completed and will be released to the hounds a month earlier than last year's, hopefully enabling more excitement to be created and thus, higher attendance.

we've got some amazing venues lined up for this year and a cast of thousands strutting their stuff. i'll be heading up to newy myself in a week and half to put in a final slog towards preparations.

erm, i'm sitting in a fog at work right now so i'd better go sort it out methinks. but you, PEOPLE, talk to me. tell me how things are going out there in the real world!

see y'all soon xx

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What's Happening?

Aug. 31st, 2004 | 01:23 pm
mood: energeticenergetic
posted by: octobrianaoz in nywf_friends

Well, T.I.N.A. and NYWF are not far away (over a month?). I might have Carol up Victoria, who might have a new issue of Pox with her), this time around. I'm eager to read more of this blog -- what's happening with you guys?

Oh, and the old blog, now has a link that points to this one.

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