I came home from work all exhausted and cranky-like and I was telling my mum how I’m going to bed when I saw on the table a big massive parcel. I was all like “OOOHHH a parcel”. Then I saw my name on it. Then I was like “OHMYFUCKINGGODAPARCEL!”. Because I love parcels. Especially when they are in that brown paper. Oooh.
So I opened it up and out came 5 books. I love books. I seriously do. So then I was jumping up and down like a crack-addicted 5 year old. My mum asked “Why the hell did you get that sent to you?”. I stopped jumping around. Because I didnt know. I looked at the return address. It said ‘The West Australian Newspaper’. I paused. Thought about it - THEN STARTED BOUNCING AROUND LIKE A RUBBER BALL BECAUSE I REALISED I WON A PRIZE FOR SOMETHING I GOT PUBLISHED IN THE PAPER!
It’s actually not that big a thing because it’s just a book review BUT STILL ITS SO FUCKING GREAT! I saw in their weekend magazine a lady who had written in reviewing the book she was currently reading and the paper people said if you get your review published you get to win all the books that were reviewed that week.
Guess what I’ll be doing first thing Saturday morning? Buying the paper to see my shit published. Woah-Fucking-Yeah.