by Virginia Lloyd | Aug 31, 2007 | Blog, Memoir
Today the moving company men came to take away my books, my clothes, my bed, sofabed, desk, and the various accoutrements of my life over the past 18 months. I arrived in New York with three suitcases and two local friends. Since then my tangibles and intangibles have...
by Virginia Lloyd | Aug 28, 2007 | Blog, Young Widow's Book of Home Improvement
It pains me to tell you this, dear reader, but two nights ago someone was shot on my block. Still alive; just a scratch to the forearm, by the accounts I’ve heard. It’s the first incident of this kind I know about in the year I have lived in Prospect...
by Virginia Lloyd | Aug 26, 2007 | Blog, Memoir
Last week I met up with an old family friend. Well, the family friendship is old, but Chris is a mere pup at 24. It was sobering to remember over our sandwich lunch that I have known him most of his life. He’s halfway through the Australian middle-class rite of...
by Virginia Lloyd | Aug 24, 2007 | Blog, Memoir
Hmm. The Jersey Shore – is that at the mouth of the River Styx? Having made it four hours south of Manhattan in a coach, having braved not only the zoo that is the Port Authority Bus Terminal but also Atlantic City, I can attest that Stone Island, whence I am...
by Virginia Lloyd | Aug 21, 2007 | Blog, Improve your writing
Apologies for the lack of regular postings recently. After raising my head from more revisions on the book (my book!), I realised I had only several more sleeps before I go … first to London, then back to New York, then Sydney, then … As a result I am...
by Virginia Lloyd | Aug 21, 2007 | Blog, Memoir
Yesterday I had lunch with a publishing colleague who is off to Ulaanbaatar for a visit (I Googled to check its accepted spelling; this version seems consistent although I had always thought it was two words). We had been discussing a few work projects and realised we...