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Home sweet home

Finders Keepers in Hawthorn has moved beyond its Covid-19 lockdown takeaway-only status.

Right now four tables are available, right beside the rumbling traffic. I grabbed one. Sank in. Didn’t notice the traffic. Worked. Worked well. Home.

Building a streak #2

Here’s what Seth Godin posits: blog daily. He does it. In the past I have also. Lately I’ve had little to say. Or rather, in 2020 I’ve had little to say to the world. But what about to myself? The instant I wrote those five words, with their question mark, right now, I knew I’d found something to go with. For me, you see, blogging isn’t primarily about communicating…

Building a streak #1

“Do the work every single day,” Godin advises. On the one hand, what a cliche! I remember Bryce Courtenay lecturing me: “Bum glue.” On the other hand, I work every day, but lately, the days haven’t felt right. I sat down but haven’t worked solidly. I’ve been distracted: fire, plague, coup d’etat. Well, Andres, forget all that. An afternoon. Ambient…

Summer is here

Seth Godin’s The Practice: Shipping Creative Work bristles with fresh ways of looking at creativity and work. My last month of spring was mediocre, so let me reboot for the first month of summer. Towards the end of the book, he sums up one strand of thought. “Build streaks,” he advises, by which he means establish, by hook or by crook, regularity of work. I dive back into 1958…

Light

A Tuesday, blue sky outside, the best of Melbourne’s spring weather. Shortly I’ll catch an early train eastward, to dine at an early hour with a friend. Today had no plan. This week had no plan. November has been unplanned. Yes, I’m drifting. Weighed down by a compulsive personality, the drift isn’t my default state, and I know I should be concerned. A week, so I believe…

Working … Covid-normal

it’s only when you end up in a city that has been spared the Coronavirus, a sanctuary without masks, that you appreciate how this Covid-19 pandemic is affecting us. How many places in the world are there where a modern city has locked itself away from the world and emerged unscathed? The Northern Territory, with 33 cases and zero deaths, is an oasis. Outside its borders, the globe remains gripped…

Rain and a swim

Day 9 at Howard Springs. The Prime Minister talked about the place the day before, it seems returning Australians from overseas might be mass-quarantined here in the 2,000 rooms left of the 3,000. For the first time it rained overnight and our “street” momentarily lost its internment camp look. And in the afternoon, fifteen from our block were permitted to walk, single file, to the large swimming…

Quarantine sunset

Sunset in Darwin is nothing like sunset in Melbourne. Sunset here blooms bolder, higher, starker. Somehow more elemental. I’m still not rising as early as I’d like but today, after a sapping jog (88% humidity) and grandchildren interactions, I’ve sat at desk conscientiously enough. But for some reason the world is serving up slabs of existentially upsetting news and I’m compelled to read and…

11 days inside a 600-meter perimeter

Melbourne remains locked down and there’s little chance of us escaping our five-kilometer radius before the end of October, so we’ve decamped to Darwin. The Northern Territory must be a state/province unrivalled globally in terms of shuttering and escaping the pandemic, and it has a simple, smart system for welcoming (or not, depending on your viewpoint) visitors. From the airport, you’re bussed…

Spread my wings

The last five weeks, essentially lockdown August, averaged 53 hours of work per week, close to my 2020 target of 54 hours. That’s the positive news, and positive it is, because we all know that the ennui of a pandemic can grip the spirit. But the negative news is that mostly I focused on writing stuff that isn’t my albatross book. In 2020 I should be spending about three quarters of…

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