Trawling the Elwood Writers archives, I came across a blog post I’d forgotten I’d written around 2016’s Adelaide Festival. Much has changed since: Ubud came and went; the manuscript was completed; Australia finally implemented marriage equality, but not without a struggle that was damaging to LGBTIQ communities.
And now Adelaide 2019 is calling.
The festival experience in Adelaide becomes richer with each visit. This year, I felt an initial restlessness during the events. I wanted to be away from the authors talking about their work, and to get in front of my own writing. To put my hands inside my manuscript and pull the guts out of it. To lay it all out, examine it closely, and put it back together again. This reaction, far from a complaint, is rather desirable. I’m travelling to Ubud next week to work on my manuscript, and I can be confident the trip will be one of industry and production.
A highlight of Writers’ Week: The Crow on Wednesday morning at the west stage. Max Porter, author of Grief Is The Thing With Feathers, converses with Jonathan Bate about the life and work of Ted Hughes. In the soothing dapples of soft early sunlight we listen, rapt…
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Barry Lee Thompson 