“Nemesis Train”

I have just finished reading a new novel.  I like to read novels, but with Possum, Snugglepot and Cuddlepie, I don’t get as much reading done as I would like.  I used to read in bed before slumber stole the words away.  Now I just put my head on the pillow and go to sleep!  Running around after my boys plain wears me out…

But this week I managed a miracle.  I actually read a book.  And Nemesis Train is not just any old novel randomly chosen from a bookstore shelf.  It’s different, special even.  Why?  Because it’s written by someone I know and respect. 

When my name is not ‘Patience’

I consider myself to be a patient person.  Queues at the post office?  No probs – I’ll wait my turn happily.  Traffic jams?  Mildly frustrating, but nothing to get worked up about.  Crazy drivers?  As long as safety is not an issue I am happy to overlook moments of inattention.  All in all, I’m patient.  I don’t like being rushed so I make sure, whenever possible, that I leave myself time for a few unexpected hiccups, just so I can stay relaxed.  So what is it about the writing game that transforms me into an impatient-gotta-send-it-RIGHT-now kind of person?

The answer…

…is YES.  So what was the question?