Emerging from the Black Hole
The last few weeks I have been working like a maniac. With the opening of the inaugural Sydney Jewish Writers' Festival upon me - a deadline that grew closer and tighter, like a noose round my neck - I worked longer and longer days. Days, nights, weekdays, weekends. It seemed like it would never end!
I know I might sound like I get some sick pleasure from working myself to a permanent state of migraine, but I don't. Truly. Honest guv'ner.
But, the day did finally come. The festival opened (very successfully) and by some miracle, the entire festival ended up being a wonderful success. People came - lots of people came! It was so exciting!
The Writers' gave us wonderful and inspiring words of wisdom and at the end of it all, I was exhausted, my adrenaline was all spent and I was beyond sleep deprived.
But I was also on a total high.
It worked! We pulled it off! "If you build it, they will come". Yes, I know. How could I drag a dreadful Kevin Costner film into this? But seriously, when I looked around me at the final session and we had close to 200 people there, I felt such an overwhelming sense of pride, such a deep sense of satisfaction.
I am taking a week off now. I have barely managed to get out of my pyjamas the last couple of days. I am making up for all the movies I missed out seeing and I am in DVD heaven right now.
Gotta go. The popcorn's a popping...