Toby asks; I reply.
1) Have you ever though of going back and doing something in film, or do you feel you've left it behind?
No. There is nothing I want to do less than try and organise other people to tell my stories or work with my ideas. I suck at it and hate it with a nauseous passion.
There is no romance for the film industry left in me. Working at Panavision revealed all the ugly truths that the gossip mags find too boring to discuss.
However, this does not exclude the option of handing my ideas over to other people to explore or work with. I'm still interested in screenwriting as a craft or exercise, but I doubt I'll ever have the self-confidence to direct. Or the money to self-fund. Or the wherewithal to get funding.
2) What is your biggest hope for Abbey's future?
OK, I can probably narrow this down if I take for granted that she reaches an age where she can live independently without having had any major diseases or injuries - because that's my biggest hope. Otherwise I hope she is happy and brave and self-confident and well-fed. And not right-leaning in her politics. (Actually that's my Dad's biggest hope.)
I honestly think that I have no expectations of her, or I'm very good at fooling myself. Mostly I'm curious to find out where her interests will lie and what choices she will make for her life.
As for what sort of world I hope for her -- (OK I just typed a gnat onto the letter H. Gross. Maybe I should remove that letter, from my keyboard at least.) -- I hope it's not a world of persistent fear or imminent danger.
I sound pretty relaxed about her life don't I? I've had a lot of conversations with my Dad about this recently and about his hopes and fears as my brother and I grew up. He's so happy that we both turned out sane and responsible (and left-leaning) that I have no doubts that Abbey will have a similar veil-lowering, wool-pulling affect on me.
3) What's your favourite beer, and, if you have an opinion, do you prefer English or Australian beers (or indeed, those of any other country)?
Richard's the real beer fan. I'm just glad he introduced me to better beer than Carlton Cold. I like Hargreaves Hill Pale Ale at the moment, and the Cascade seasonal ones are fun. I probably prefer Australian beers, but I don't really know. The "best" beer I ever had was at Oktoberfest in Munich, but that had nothing to do with the quality of the beverage.
4) If you were to remove one letter from the alphabet, which would it be, and why?
Some argument has been made for the removal of the letter X because phoenetically it can be replaced by 'cks' or 'z'. I like it though. It means more than its' sound alone. X marks the spot, of course, and you can sign with an X, and play noughts and crosses.
So I'd like to remove K please. No real reason other than it's sort of spikey (or, spiney).
5) What's the strongest memory you have from the last five years?
Jeez, ask a harder question. I'm going to have to think about this a bit. I have a shocking memory. Couldn't remember Abbey's year of birth the other day. Got the day right at least! So five years. That's 2000. I was living in Malvern then, I think. But not married yet. (I just asked Richard what year we got married in - just to check. He didn't know either! Ha ha ha! OK, checked wedding certificate, we got married in 2001.) See I wasn't kidding about the bad memory.
Strongest memory is hard. It all depends on context. I have one particularly strong memory of you, but I won't share it on the internet for the sake of your criminal record. (!)
Big ones include:
Giggling during the ceremony of my own wedding.
Trying to physically climb the walls of the birthing suite whilst in labour. And people say you forget the pain. Ah, no.
Having a weird-looking, squirming, slimey baby handed to me after having her yanked out by forceps and thinking she's the most perfect creature ever to grace the earth.
Printing out the "You did it!" certificate after completing NaNoWriMo. (50,000 words in 30 days.)
[comes back after two hours thinking and watching Dr Who] That's a rundown of the most important things I have done since 2000. That's probably cheating in terms of a "strongest memory" so here's one that's important to me that has no impact whatsoever on anyone else and I've never told anyone until now.
When Abbey was about nine months old, I was pretty depressed. I hadn't had a full night's sleep in over a year, was sick of the endless washing, cooking, cleaning, feeding that goes with parenting a baby and I felt like I had no friends I could discuss this with who didn't have a stake in the situation, would understand or weren't in the same situation themselves. I went for a walk by myself in Yarran Dheran - a nearby nature reserve - and it reminded me of all the solo walks I took as a kid, just looking at stuff, chucking stones in puddles, picking up leaves and sniffing the wind. I realised all at once that I had lost myself somewhere along the way. I had forgotten what it was like to be me, to think about stuff I was interested in, not what someone else told me was interesting, or I felt obliged to know about. Sounds fairly hokey, I know, but it was eye-opening to me. I believe at that moment I leaned over the railing of the bridge I was on and spat in the creek. Heh heh hee!
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