Since Sue announced an extension for the due date of these
blogposts, I’ve kept my blog open with the intent that if anything came to me
before this Friday, I could put it up. I am glad I have, because it’s allowed
me to post a poem that came about by being in the presence of so many poets
at the Festival, and now it’s allowed me to post this.
I think this will be my last blog post. That makes 11 – one
of my close friends and I have this thing where if either of us realise it’s
11:11, a.m. or p.m., we text the other ’11:11!’ and it’s like an instant smile
for the person who receives it. So 11 seems like a good number to finish on.
Can you imagine my excitement this morning when I looked at
one of the assessments for a subject I am taking this semester and realised I could
talk about the Mildura Writers’ Festival and what I learnt there in it? I think that’s
the true reward, continuing the conversation in many different ways. As well as
that, I’ve been introduced to a host of fantastic writers, all of whom I’ll
certainly be exploring through text in the months to come.
Right now the Bendigo Writers' Festival is gearing up to
begin, and so another fleet of Writers in Action will be boarding the
motherblog and travelling to all the literary sanctuaries that await them over
the course of the festival. This whole thing has just been incredible, really. I
think I’ll be attending writers’ festivals for the rest of my life. Writers in
Action: Writing the Festival has definitely been my best University experience so
far and it makes me happy to think of all the students who get to take this
subject in the future and experience this wonderful sensation.
Anyway, I think that just about covers everything I wanted
to say in this post, and on this blog. I know this is a door closing but I prefer
to think of it as a new one opening. I am an optimist and probably always will
be.
Salutations!
