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Australian Women Writers Challenge 2012


Here’s one more thing to add to the list of things we’re going to do this year. Like most of the things to do this year it is writer-ly and daunting, although admittedly easier than it must have seemed to Heidi when I explained it wrong (‘So we’ll review TEN of the books in January. That’s how it works. Not crazy!’).

photo by Joel  (The Boy Wonder)

The Australian Women’s Writers Challenge is a way of counteracting the gender imbalance in the amount of attention Australian books get in reviews and social media. The National Year of Reading, which promises to be more fun than 2011, the National Year of Speaking and Listening, shouldn’t be all about how ace men are at making words into sentences with their testosterone-y talent. It should also be about Anna Funder and Chloe Hooper and all of the great things being written by Australian women.

So! Using our lady skills and our copious amounts of free time, Heidi Pett and I (Jess O’Callaghan, person who should be at work right now and occasional blogger) will pledge to review 10 books by Australian women this year, making us Franklin-fantastic Dabblers (this is starting to sound a bit cult-like).

The AWW2012 challenge begins now. With Heidi complaining that I’ve stolen all the good books, and me pointing out that judging by her Bobbysix end of year review, she seems to have kept all my favourites in Sydney anyway.



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Clap your hands say “fuck yeah”

Salty sheen of sweat on my skin, the shout of afternoon sunlight through my window, an overheating laptop and insects swirling about my desk lamp. Here’s to Summer. Here’s to FBi Social winning the Time Out Sydney Bar Award for ‘best entertainment’ tonight, here’s to Read&Rights book club, the Woodford Folk Festival*, to sitting in the bath with a glass of gin & pear juice** reading Anna Funder and marvelling at my wondrous day.

*Lineup announced on Saturday and it’s fucking lovely.

* This is now a thing. Alongside gin & tonic with a twist of kiwi. Gin and anything, really. Here’s to once again soundtracking my summer with Hannah by Freelance Whales. Because yes, I am vaguely attracted to rooftops. Mostly the part where I drink gin in the sunlight and get too drunk to climb back down.

-photo taken at Woodford Folk Festival 2009/2010

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