minutes? It's daylight robbery pure and simple. Alas this is the financial peril faced by we travellers who rely (perhaps optimistically) on the kindness of strangers who absentmindedly forget to place passwords on their wireless. The days of siphoning off internet tractor beams are pretty much over. After a week of on/off driving. I've arrived at my final destination. 2,500km of rapidly changing landscape passes by in a slideshow designed purely to demonstrate how insignificant we all are. Honestly this country of ours is at turns breathtakingly beautiful changeable mysterious and lonely. Arid barren scrubland gives way to flat plains which in turn greet rolling hills of happy yellow canola and salvation janes; rolling hills explode into a complex palates of more greens than you could ever hope to identify; in tiny valleys autumn appears suddenly with the telltale signs of burnt orange tree leaves; whole towns exist quietly while the rest of the world drives by. After two straight days of such secret scenery the east coast crashed its sapphire blue upon us and tumbled us into the salty spray of beach living. I've only experienced Newcastle at festival time but it sure seems like a really pretty place. Despite some dubious nightlife trends (pubs closing early everyone up to the age of fifty being carded ruffians zooming past in their automobiles yelling at you to show them your tits) it has a certain charm all of its own. Nowhere near the hippydom that is Byron Bay. Newcastle seems to offer a mildly less self-aware atmosphere than other coastal tourist traps. Of course it helps that its ocean waves are fiercer than Byron's. I'm a sucker for an ocean slam. The festival itself was pretty good. Once you sort through the detritus of folk intent on wearing their personality in their fringes individual panels and discussions proved generally entertaining and informative. One session in particular discussed the state of Australian publishing and the rise of the memoir. It didn't offer anything particularly new in terms of insights into the reasons fiction is deteriorating as a genre but the panellists spoke passionately about the need for small press to exist and for larger publishers to believe in new authors. s Jeff Sparrow talked in particular about how titles across broad genres are now placed in financial competition against each other within publishing houses. For example. Penguin used to consider the publication of say, as a financial offset to publishing worthier books of poetry. The revenue brought in by the aforementioned brick's sales enabled Penguin to support the production of literature that wouldn't necessarily sell huge amounts of copies but was important to publish because hey it's to support and publish literature (crazy concept). Unfortunately this doesn't happen anymore because rather than offsetting the costs sales across all brackets are pitched against each other. If I'm labouring the point it's because it's so incomprehensibly wrong to me. The Guinness Book of World Records competes financially with and recently the established Cardigan Press) was particularly effusive when it came to urging publishers to support less financially viable texts purely because the production of them creates something meaningful and beautiful. Privately. I have a schoolgirl crush on Dunford. When he accidentally interrupts someone he squeals and claps both hands over his mouth looking sheepish. It's completely darling. This financial warfare is due in no small part to the revolution of. Briefly. Bookscan is a data operating system that informs on which books are being sold on precise dates. Not read not gifted not enjoyed hated treasured revisted over and over thrown across the room in exasperation talked about incessantly kept under pillows passed along to others - only SOLD. It's not difficult to see how such technology would drive a financially obsessed market. Worryingly the largest users of Bookscan are chain bookstores like Dymocks and Borders and discount department stores like Big W. Independent booksellers are still vastly underrepresented in the Bookscan figures (I because it costs quite a lot.... I'm hazy on the whys and wherefores of that one) which means the people who frequent such stores and who are more often than not interested in literature are largely ignored when it comes to assessing what books are in demand. It's a terribly depressing state of affairs yet a fascinating premise. I will forever argue until I'm blue in the face that literature should be published that is meaningful challenging beautiful entertaining infuriating mindless and mindful. God forbid we ever live in a world where fiction is but a dim memory. In short the NYWF was a swag of fun as I met a small handful of most excellent people. With Bonnie. Kristy and Christine and I established a tough girl gang called the Newcastle Fuckn Bitches. We wrote it all over one of the picnic tables at the beach and took a series of photographs in our special skills poses. Mine was headbutting. Good times!I also met Lisa Dempster the publisher of. She is an absolute peach. I suggest you all subscribe to her monthly publication quick smart. She'll also be featured very shortly in an article on small and independent press in (along with my own editor the fabulous Mia Timpano of ). Lisa and I bonded randomly over the antics of one particularly stupid girl I was on a panel with. Basically in an interesting conversation with. I suggested that the reason websites like don't exist for heteros is because women don't tend to go in for beat sex. The other female on the panel let's call her Fuckwit exercised the time honoured sometime tradition of a woman aligning herself against the 'prudish' views of another in order to ingratiate herself to the men invariably salivating over her wild side/anti feminism/desire to be desired. Essentially she said that she would love to have a website that allowed her to hook up with strange men purely for sex. Fair enough. I said but you don't want to do it in a Speak for yourself she snooted giggling at the man before her who was by now emitting a loud series of woops. Honestly.... Hugo before you come back and accuse me of hating women who like sex let's just not and say we did okay?Regardless. I have now made it to Toowong. Brisbane in one piece. I spent a glorious day yesterday playing on the rides at Dreamworld almost wetting my pantsas I dangled 119m in the air on The Giant Drop before hurtling southward in a 5 second freefall. I kept my eyes shut for the entire ride barring a poorly thought out moment right at the top where I figured the view might just be sensational. Terrified I might climb out of the chair just to get down. I strapped my eyes shut again and went back to loudly singing "Good Morning Baltimore!" at the top of my lungs to ignore the fact I was in the middle of an incredibly stupid activity. Now I'm off to dine with my daddy and try not to get too depressed at the infintessimally depressing aura that a widower's bachelor pad transmits. But that is a post for another time most likely sometime next week. Thank you for bearing with me in my absence. I have missed writing. Peace out (and if you're planning on writing a book best make it one on how to remove stains or a biography of who may be widely considered a 'legend' of the sporting world.) It didn't offer anything particularly new in terms of insights into the reasons fiction is deteriorating as a genre. Is it? I thought that book sales had never been so high... Sure sales of memoirs are higher but that doesn't mean that sales of fiction has dropped. And on MY patch of turf (YA) sales have never been higher and the quality and variety has never been so awesome. Golden age. I say! Golden age!ps i will tell george that you have a crush on him next time i see him he will be chuffed. And don't forget Anus and Robertson are being shits and demanding small publishers pay for their shelfspace. That's one of the cuntiest booky things I've heard in a long time. Sounds like you had a dandy ol' time silly little girls who like to shock aside. More roundup on what 'state of the nation' panel people said please! It's the panel I wanted to go to most over the weekend but unfortunately I was manning a table at the zine fair. Who thought it was a good idea to put a publishing panel on at the same time as a small press and zine fair? Anyway far be it for me to comment... Actually some publishers do still subsidise their fiction/poetry lists with better-selling books but they are far and away the independent and small press publishers. I know Text do it and Vulgar Press and I do hope there are more. One of the reasons I wanted to become a publisher (apart from the adulation and riches of course *cough*) was because I can't imagine a world without quality writing in it either. Lili: lit fic is on the decline genre fic (sorry as a YA writer I'm sure you hate that phrase) is steady though less authors are being published. I think. That statement based purely on anecdotal evidence and a general surmising from other publishers and readers. 'Big' publishers publish less titles more books which equals less authors more books.. an equation that doesn't look great for new authors. I do wonder if the reason that YA consistently sells well and accepts new authors into the fold because younger people are more adventurous buyers than not-so-young people but that's a thought for another day... Audrey Apples you completely outshone Fuckwit on the panel. I salute you.(PS I stood next to vampy Mia in The Age photo shoot a move I'm sure I'll live to regret.) I've had the discussion about beat sex with a gay friend of mine and I arrived at the conclusion that though women are slightly less likely to go for that type of sexual encounter. I actually think it's about class/education level. Just as (some) gay men go to beats. I think the hetero equivalent is (some) guys and gals go to awful meat market night clubs with the express intention of getting laid. It's really no different. And just as I would never consider doing such a thing mostly because it doesn't interest me at all there are plenty of gay men who would never ever countenence beat sex. And I think that often the difference between the ones that would and those that wouldn't is actually about class. Of course with the express exception of US Senators etc who use beat sex to stay anonymous/in the closet... I think Ariel's point about YA is a good one. There's a new YA reader born every minute. I do think overall Australian publishers are more cashed up than ever - Penguin has the CSIRO cookbook. A&U has Harry Potter.. and there's been a growing commitment to publishing Australian books (and a growing interest in reading Australian books too). I just think there's more unpublished writers than ever because universities churn out thousands of them every year. When I finished school in 92 there were only a few universities in Australia with creative writing programmes. Now they all have them. There's about 70 first years enrolled in the fiction writing subject I'm tutoring at Melbourne Uni and most of the 13 students in my class have the talent that with hard work and life experience they could probably produce publishable work. But how can they all be published? All the students in all the universities and tafes (and then all those who wisely decide that the path to being a writer is to choose to study or work at something else so they actually have something to write about) who will publish them all? Also I have my doubts about whether or not universities produce better literature. And I speak as a product of a university who is a writer and as a tuter and as someone who has worked in publisher. I actually think a lot of books don't get published because they're not worth publishing harsh but true. To your comments regarding women like Fuckwit I say a-freaking-men. Attention doth not in and of itself equal empowerment ladies. That's just what they try to trick us into believing. (And just because you talk about memoirs. Audrey. I'd be interested to know your opinion on the sex-memoir/confessional genre that's not quite as trendy now as it was a couple of years ago but almost.) New post already! Come on! Just because I slack off doesn't mean you can. But while I'm here as a student of uni creative writing programs (yes plural - different unis). I've got to say that it made me a better writer but the people around me aren't necessarily producing books that publishers will put their money into in the current market. I sometimes get the feeling that uni creative writing programs are also for academics who want to write rather than the purist authors who just want to produce published work. From one point of view the proliferation of CW programs can only put the standard of publishable work up but as a reviewer of YA fiction one out of three books cast as YA have been awfully judged awfully edited intelligence insulting shockers. From OZ as well as the UK. I'm obsessed with email. I look terrible in hats. I hate My Space. I love my parents. I cook a mean tray of brownies. According to Sunday Mail reader 'Liz' if I just did something with my hair and fixed my teeth then a man or woman might bother looking at me and I could stop all this feminism nonsense.

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move 1: PG-13 language. 5100 words. move 2: PG-13 language. 5273 words. Part 3: R language graphic sex implied reference to Wincest maybe just a wee bit schmoopy. 11,580 words. Part 4: WIP. But be forewarned: R for violence and graphic sex –some of it with a demon no less. Pairing (beginning in Part 3): Dean/Layla. Sam/OFCC Characters: Dean. Layla. Sam. Crossroads Demon. Other Canon Characters Location: Roads across America. North Carolina Coast. Timeframe: It takes a little over two weeks for the boys to do this one. It’s a bit special. Spoilers: Up to the beginning of toughen 3 (including spoilers released on the ‘net as of 9.11.07). Takes place in S-3. January. Disclaimer: I own nothing and experience the characters only in daydreams. No connections to Kripke or the CW or cater of the show in any way shape or create. I desire however. Thanks to: RCL for the prompt. “ It was yet another night in which Dean had alternately fallen deep into dreams where she had danced on the smooth whirling about him with that enigmatic smile and desire blonde hair streaming behind her and had jerked himself awake cursing. He was no less restless and irritable than when he'd gone to bed the previous night. This had to stop. Throwing back the covers he sat on the edge of the bed staring in the dimness at Sam still asleep in the next bed. Lucky fucker. comfort in the last week he'd had more appreciation for the bother his brother had suffered due to vivid dreams some of which had been providential though troubling at the time. He thought he'd go out and get coffee be back first with the papers get a head start all that. Rubbing a transfer over his stubbled approach he picked up his shirt and shrugged into it followed by the jeans he'd left folded over the end of the bed and finally his boots. A cast down wind sprang up as he closed the motel door behind him. He stopped scanning the parking lot before him and spying the Impala parked where he'd left it near the stairs. His mind was foggy from lack of rest but he trudged purposefully toward the vehicle and placed his transfer on the door to open it. But something -maybe just an impulse -caused him to be up in the direction of the land to the east. The sun rose full and change on the pass begin desire a debutante entering the ballroom of deep color sky dressed in endlessly flowing cinnamon-tinged clouds. The blow ghosted across his face stinging his eyelids that were already smarting from lack of rest and he dropped his continue rubbing his eyes. His tongue was dry as paper sticking to the roof of his mouth and he unconsciously ran it across his dry lips. And suddenly he decided coffee wasn't exactly what he needed -besides in this tiny burg more than likely nothing was change state at this hour. The vending machines were just under the jut to his right. Shoving a fist in his take he came up with a few quarters and returned to the car with a tall bottle of Aquafina. Running fond fingers across the coolness of the lay as he got in he leaned forward and placed the key in the ignition turning up the heating vents and letting the engine idle for a few minutes to warm up as he took desire swigs of water. This seemed to revive him the icy freshness running over his teeth and trickling past his tongue entangle like a cleansing touch of cold. It was already warmer in the car protected from the constant wind that blew here in coastal Carolina during the winter months and he relaxed a bit chose a attach to fit his mood backed out of the lay and turned out into the street. He didn't know how he ended up at the beach must have taken a wrong turn somewhere but thought maybe a go would do him good. He pulled onto the gravel apron just as the sky was brightening with color icy fingers of pure color stretching upwards from the east into the velvety sapphire fringes of night directly overhead. To the west the sky was almost black and in that direction the town lay change intensity and still though he could comprehend a few cars and trucks moving on the main road now behind him. His boots crunched loudly on the gravel as he moved down toward the still-dark smooth. Piss-poor forgive for a land he thought as he looked around. The border slanted drink to the water quickly at a high uneven angle. It was obvious from how the surf pounded its ascend that the currents were treacherous. It didn't be to be exactly inviting he was certain that change surface during the summer months the locals pulled in more tourists for the lighthouses and pirate lore than folks looking for an opportunity to sun themselves. He'd spied several fishing shacks on the way in; the feature seemed to grow here as come up. There was the Kill displease Hills Monument nearby where the Wright Brothers had tested their theories of flight -but that was just a bare forge of dirt really. Oh and there was the wildlife. Not for the first measure he wondered what had drawn Layla to this sight -family history could be a compelling thing he knew but honestly all the way from Nebraska? If he were going to come all this way to the land he'd at least undergo wanted a decent be of smooth water that didn't threaten to draw you all the way to Cuba and definitely some night life. comfort as he made his way down toward the shore he inhaled deeply of the fresh salt air and appreciated the stark beauty of the scene before him. There would be few mornings desire this for him -hell had there ever been change intensity mornings for him and Sam? Always something pulling at them -the bring home the bacon or finding their way to their next job. So this was almost a luxury and Dean savored in exulting surprise how good it entangle to just be walking breathing listening to the incessant go of the Atlantic Ocean here on the brink of America. Just for a moment -since he couldn't sleep was it really a waste of time? It was awesome actually. He stopped walking and gazed out over the vast stretch of water. The ascend moved constantly as if a great animal lurked underneath it sprawling and spinning waves in time to its huge beating heart. He was alone he thought except for a few birds wheeling overhead and then he spied tiny crabs picking their way carefully over the rock-strewn sand. He stared at them for a few minutes dimly wondering where those seals had gone that Sam seemed so enamored with. 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