Woo hoo – she is back. Here I sit at the Book SA stand at the Book Fair, chatting to Ben, drinking Coke to calm my nerves and killing time until I have to speak at 11h30. So Ben’s got me writing, which isn’t a bad idea, seeing as I’ve been such a bad, non-existent blogger of late. It’s been a great weekend, I was here yesterday, soaking up the atmosphere, remembering last year when it was still 3 months til publication of my book. I remember looking at the Struik stand, thinking “Hey, I could be there next year.” And here I am. Yay?
The place is crawling with schoolchildren today (not kids, mind you. Hate that word, kids are baby goats, after all. Will always avoid using it, even though typing “children” takes twice as long). Schoolchildren that I have to speak to shortly. About me. About teenage pregnancy. About sex, basically. Gaah? Gaah. Just met SA Partridge and she said – “They can smell fear, you know”. Indeed. Any mommy could tell you that. Parenting is basically one part firm voice and nine parts bullshit, really. Hopefully I can talk firmly enough and not appear to be promoting flagrant underage babymaking. Some of those parents and teachers look quite fierce.
Right. I is off. Will be back to tell you how it went, if the mob hasn’t got me.
Missed you all, by the way