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Publishers

Tell me more about publishing.

Well, you know I had that internship at UQP…

I tried to get a job at Lonely Planet…

Yeah. Tell me more about those.

UQP was very cosy. And it meant that I was on their campus every day. This is the other uni I got into. I had three choices. If I didn’t go to University of Sydney, if I didn’t go to University of Melbourne. This is the place, University of Queensland. A handful of girls from my grade went there.

I probably would’ve taken the train. I would’ve stayed home, like a good girl. I probably would’ve joined some clubs… but then I never would have met you… our paths wouldn’t have crossed at the age it did.

It’s possible I would’ve had a mental breakdown and then decided to get a job at the job where I’m working at now. And then…? You? A random customer, walking in? Flirting with a random retail girl? You, with all your success — not even incognito? Just happened to be there?

LOL… the tabloid gossip on that story… would’ve been epic. But a bit scary…

(Smiling)

Lonely Planet, there’s not much to say. Their offices were cool. At least I got to experience that. It was brick… like… I don’t know what you call it in architecture… kind of deconstructed warehouse turned into a modern office space.

I liked the vibes. But they probably took themselves way too seriously than I would have…

Even if I got the job I probably would’ve burnt out after three months. It’s more intense than people realise. That’s why I didn’t get the job LOL…

(Smiling)

You’re too good for them.

No, I’m really not…

Yes you are. It’s my opinion. It’s their loss.

(Smiling, grinning, hugs and kisses)

What about now? Would you ever want to publish this blog into a book?

Hmm… I’m not sure if I have that much good material to edit into a whole ass book…

Trust me, you do. Well, it’s my opinion. You do.

I’m not aiming for that as I’m writing. In fact, if I think about that, the writing’s going to change… and I don’t want to think about that. I don’t want my writing style, now, the way this is evolving, it’s allowed to evolve, but I don’t want it to “change” — I don’t want that self-consciousness in my writing about “Ooh, this is going to get published one day” — No. I don’t want that.

Okay… but hypothetically… who is your dream Publisher? Who would you want to publish with?

I don’t know… maybe I could self-publish?

(Nodding) Mmhmm…

But… I hate all that corporate marketing stuff.

(Nodding) Mmhmm…

What publishers do I like…? These days, I guess I like… Hay House…?

(Curious expression)

But that’s more for like Tarot and Oracle cards. It’s not… this… It’s not about… this?!

Isn’t it? I don’t know. You tell me.

Well… maybe… a more mainstream publisher… Penguin?

Penguin?

Yes. Because Penguins mate for life. They only have one Soul Mate.

(Smiling) Penguin… Happy Feet...

Yes. Exactly. But… that’s sooooooooo far away into the future. This blog is only just beginning.

(Forehead kisses)

LOL. You’re gonna be Mr Incognito at the book launch.

Yes… (cheeky smile)… I really want to be there for the book launch.

It’s more important to me than a wedding.

I know. That’s why I’m asking for more details. What’s your vision? How do you want this to unfold? (Who do I have to contact to get this all secretly organised?)

LOL… stop it. You don’t have to do anything. I’m going to do it for myself.

No. I want to help you.

I don’t want your help!!! YOU’RE MR INCOGNITO!!!

LET ME HELP YOU!!!

NOOOOOOOO!!! (Smiling)… This is my Mt Everest… I’ll do it for myself.

(Shaking head… trying to touch and fondle)

(Getting X-rated now…)