After flicking through both and coming to the realisation I’d finally figured out the book I wanted to write that had been swirling around in my head all these years, I had a dream that I should write it, and so I did.
(Don’t worry, I don’t always act on my dreams, otherwise I’d be married to a household clock and my legs would never work no matter how hard I tried to run. A book seems only slightly less impossible.)
I’ve kept a diary for 365 days today, a seasonal record of my thoughts and observations about life and Melbourne and motherhood and food and what it means to be ageing AND a chick in 2018. It’s where I’ve put all of my favourite recipes, all the things I get asked for the most, and incidental conversations about other goodies on my household menus over the course of a year. There is food fricken GALORE.
And so, after an entire year of writing and taking notes every damn day, today is the final hurrah.
You know me, so you’ll know I’ve planned a celebratory meal – an olive and pecorino pasta recipe from Stephanie’s Journal (I even went to Richmond Hill Cafe and Larder to pillage their cheese room, even though Stephanie doesn’t own it any more, but it was so iconic in the Journal it would be remiss of me to leave their cheese room unsampled).
So today may be a milestone, but it’s just the first in a lonnnnng line of milestones yet to achieve before this book is in your hands. If I can GET this book in your hands.
They are including, but not limited to:
- Typing my hand-written year-fricken-long manuscript
- Fill in gaps from scribbled notes on aeroplane vomit bags that just say “dandelion”
- Making the diary readable, interesting, and not shit
- Test and re-test every single recipe
- Test and re-test every single crochet/knitting pattern
- Endure hundreds of 2am Panic Hours where I think this is all a really stupid idea and I should go and get a job in a shop and stop trying to make writing happen because OMG who cares
- Convince a publisher that this book is a really good idea and they should absolutely publish it because people would really buy it, I promise
- More drafts, more editing, more photography, more testing, more self doubt, meetings, emails, proofs, enduring feeeeeeedback, admin, approvals, you know, just the entire book process
- Never giving up because I refuse to die without publishing a book, preferably many books, I don’t know how this is a milestone but anyway.
I will keep you all updated as I go – interested parties, aspiring authors, bored dads, whoever – I don’t doubt it will be one hell of a story.