Free Fall Again

Just as I was beginning to enjoy my sensation of free fall into sales invisibility, the strap of my purple leopard skin bra snagged on a branch sticking out from the canyon wall. It will not transform my bank imbalance but my mood is much lifted by a very unexpected event. I’m hoping that the bra strap will hold up for a while while I take in the view. I can’t say that I feel secure – but hey – nothing lasts for ever – not even the surreal. (I chose the colour to match my prose). 

It is that Insecure Wednesday deja voodoo once again.
Janis Ian knew nothing about being not selected at 17. In the girl’s games line up I was pre-selected to carry the bag of bats, balls, pads and sticks. I was OK with boys because I selected them and did not offer a choice.


 Imagine my joy a couple of days ago when “Knockout” received a gold medal as a semi-finalist in the Kindle Book Review list of Best Indie Books of 2012. At the helm of this publication is the redoubtable, prolific, gritty street fighting figure of Jeff Bennington.  All previous setbacks are set at nought. From here the view is fantastic. 


All the same, a few insecurities remain. I’m 82% through Stephen Woodfin’s epic novel “Next Best Hope”.  This is scary stuff – not just because it’s a great book, but because it might be true one day. I do wish I read more quickly. I am gonna do a review – I really am.


Emma thinx: There are winners, losers and gravity.