Bookaholic turned shopaholic for just one brief spell this morning. Went to 1 Utama to buy some cakes for an extended session with the Quacking Ducks this p.m. But just happened to pass through Parkson Grand and see THE bag. When you see THE bag, you know it instantly, and I fell in love. Soft leather. Capacious. It passed the ultimate bag test - how many books can it fit? The answer is a whole mini-library, a writer's notebook and a clutch of pens. The essentials of life. Had to have it. No money? What's the credit card for, then?
Then I fell in love with a Mambo t-shirt with a writerly slogan I loved I parted with RM72. It was half-price in the sale, would you believe! What a ridiculous markup on their clothes. Still I might just outdo Nizam Zakaria at the next round of Bernice's readings. (Oh ... talking of which, do go check out the great photos of last week's redings at 67 Jalan Tempinis 1 on Nizam's blog. He captures the whole atmosphere so well.)
The critiquing was fun. As much a chewing over of life as a digestion of texts.
A couple of very short shorts from one quacking duck.
A second quacking duck was jinxed by a car breakdown, but we looked at her story anyway and took a vote on what she wanted to know - which viewpoint worked best. We let her have the verdict on the phone.
We talked about a couple of scientific articles written by a third duck who was concerned not to dumb the science down but to make it accessible to a lay audience. (One of her pieces has already been accepted for publication, which she's thrilled about.)
And then we took on and tossed around some poems from a fourth quacking duck and from the quaking duck.
Altogether a most satisfying day.