Your blog is about to be recorded into an audiobook. If you could choose anyone — from your grandma to Samuel L. Jackson — to narrate your posts, who would it be?
You’re asking me this inane question when I’m trying to write 40,000 words in 5 weeks and edit 70,000 in 6? When I’m head down, bum up trying to finish my next novel before my ‘mum’ alter-ego takes me Sydney, and I lose the plot?
When the novel already up there desperately needs the TLC of my all-singing, all-dancing visibility, and I don’t even know where to start? And don’t tell me putting my blog out as an audio book would be just the thing, because I won’t believe you. Who wants to listen to the witterings of a hoary old hermit living in Nowheresville? Nobody, that’s who!
And as for the visibility thing – anyone who reads this blog knows I’ve spent 71 years avoiding visibility, so courting it now is like asking a mole to abandon his hole and dance.