TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

8:04 PM
Posted by jodi rose

flew back into sydney last night, watching distant purple lightening frizzle over the ocean in the summer electrical storms. forgot how steamy it is here, still hot and humid - starting to miss winter. working on that trans-seasonal wardrobe. back to spring soon. it's mayhem in my biorhythyms. night day winter summer hell where am I again?
kept waking up completely disoriented in slovakia, no idea where i was.
can't wait to get back there ;)

woke up this morning and wrote chapter three and half of chapter four.
it's amazing what coming to ground in a quiet calm environment can do for a girl's creativity. Loving the lush camperdown living space I find myself in, until the family gets back from NZ. Now still have all that typing to get through. And the trip I thought was chapter one keeps getting progressively later, as I meander through various aspects of back-story. Think it makes sense.
It's looking like chapter five is the final resting place for my launch.
Best not to worry about these things, I can have as many words as it takes. Then it's the editor's problem! Ah if I could only ghost-edit, I would be very very happy. Love writing, but editing is a challenge.
Especially being from the generation that had grammar deleted from our curriculum, I wouldn't know a split infinitive if it bit me.

if you search closely through the archives of experience in radio memory by brandon labelle, you may find something from my first trip to the novy most bridge in bratislava, as part of this strange manifestation of global networks and internal radio experiences at radio revolten, in halle germany. listen and wonder.
Hint: go to transmission 9: sonorous landscapes/cultural viewpoints

If this reads as slightly more delirious than usual, it's the flu making my head gluey. Truly disgusting, ache all over. Promised my body I would rest when I got back to sydney, but it's taken matters in hand for itself. Will feel better when mum gets here tomorrow, she's promised to make sympathetic noises and cups of lemon tea, and is catching the final hour of my exhibition at performance space - which closes on saturday for anyone who didn't make it yet ;)

A few errands to run, track down my old old old passport which I think was in storage vaguely remember seeing it when searching for bridge postcards and maps to go in the exhibition - have to find original uk work permit from 14 years ago, then get brand new passport next week for next permit. Trip to Glasgow looking definite. very very very exciting. more info once it goes public.

Otherwise, making great radio next week (tm stephen tilley thanks for that superlative superconfident phrase) well I hope it will be ok anyway. feels a long time ago the whole border guard thing. but all there waiting to be filtered into a new musical feature.

Then off to Brisbane to make great art on a bridge. Permanently. How cool is that?!!! I really do love my life, even when feeling like death.

Tonight it's gourmet pre-made pumpkin soup and finally get to watch the wedding crashers on dvd, which I missed so many times - am in the mood for trash.

love and hugs
xx jodi