Although November's was an extraordinarily challenging edition of the paper to put together, I did enjoy it in the end.
For one it's the most content we've ever squeezed into the same amount of pages (which means this edition comes the closest to paying for itself entirely from advertising revenue), which makes great business sense.
On the other hand it contains some of my old fire in it. (I started praying for fire in my spirit after realising I'd long neglected that particular prayer.)
Got to Johannesburg, for the printing process, at 2am. That was a good five hours after leaving Kaapsehoop, as we wrapped the layout.
Lightning, thunder and rain in gutters as I entered lalla land. Bliss.
I had Molly, a 6 week old German Shepherd puppy, as my passenger.
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a writer's notebook: "write a little every day, without hope, without despair" - isak dinesen
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Naked brunch
Johannesburg. Saturday morning, I'm sitting up naked (except for my glasses) in bed with my laptop on my lap and a mug of good, strong coffee on the small wooden table to my left. I'm working on the content for the November edition of the newspaper. Despite my lack of attire (it's not even my birthday), an unshaven face and out-of-bed hair, I am officially on deadline.
I watched the 20h00 screening of 'Eat, Pray, Love' in Sandton last night.
After reading the book the movie disappointed me. I felt bored and restless
at times, and I expected extraordinary cinematography because the three
destinations - Rome, India, Bali - lend themselves to it. But there was
nothing exceptional about it at all.
(This photo was taken from the back of a motorbike by my Capetonian friend,
Ronelle Rust, on the road between Cape Town and Riebeek West. She is a
cycling photographer... and a physiotherapist.)
Happy Saturday.
I watched the 20h00 screening of 'Eat, Pray, Love' in Sandton last night.
After reading the book the movie disappointed me. I felt bored and restless
at times, and I expected extraordinary cinematography because the three
destinations - Rome, India, Bali - lend themselves to it. But there was
nothing exceptional about it at all.
(This photo was taken from the back of a motorbike by my Capetonian friend,
Ronelle Rust, on the road between Cape Town and Riebeek West. She is a
cycling photographer... and a physiotherapist.)
Happy Saturday.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
African dusk
Big city. Driving back from gym. I pushed through Give Up a good few times this afternoon: only one beer for lunch, no thanks to a fizzy drink and sugar in my coffee, and refused (but close I'll admit) to give in to the ten excuses I had not to turn up at Virgin Active.
Life without any self denial can only be disastrous. Trust me on this one...I'm an expert.
Oh yeah, and it's been the perfect summer's day.
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Life without any self denial can only be disastrous. Trust me on this one...I'm an expert.
Oh yeah, and it's been the perfect summer's day.
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Monday, October 18, 2010
Ask for the ancient paths
The Lord says: "Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls."
-Jeremiah 6:16 (NIV)
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-Jeremiah 6:16 (NIV)
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