This afternoon I have a long phone conversation with someone involved in organising the book trade’s Big Day Out on Friday, aka the NZ Post Book Awards. She is understandably a little tense.
She says something. I say something in reply. There is a long pause. Uh-oh, I think.
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God that made me laugh.
Good. But I'll have to be careful on Friday night on stage with Chris Finlayson, there as Minister of the Arts; Michael Cullen, there as chair of the sponsor, NZ Post; and various of my publisher employers in the audience. Not to mention doing the pre-records for TV news. I have a distressing tendency to say what I think - which means it never takes long, but can be profane.
Ah, fuck 'em.
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