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Remembering a time

I have a fascination with 11:11 whenever I see it on a digital clock. It’s amazing how many times I will look at the time for no real reason and there it is – 11:11.
I’m not sure when it started or why. Since I am a believer in old souls and new lives, I tend to think something significant must have happened in a former life (or if you are a Flash Forward fan at present, maybe something will happen at 11:11 in the future).
I must be thinking about this now because it’s 11/11/09 – a time to remember.
Speaking of remembering a time, I am trying to remember the time reference in relation to the dandelion – not the yellow flower, but the fairy wand, the gossamer ball stage of the plant. As kids, didn’t we used to blow on it to tell us the time or something????
Anyway, in my current novel (in my fictional town of Calingarry Crossing) I am thinking of having the characters refer to the old estate as the Dandelion House. (The old lady who once lived there made herbal treatments and dandelion tea.) Up until now I have called it Magpie House, but I fear that name sits cringe-worthy alongside crikey, g’day and where the bloody hell are you.)
While to many the dandelion is a pain in the **** weed, I remember a yellow hill of flowers when I was young (on my uncles farm in Bute, SA). It looked amazing, especially when the flower heads did a little Mexican wave in the breeze. I also think maybe the time reference (whatever it was) might fit with my story.
If anyone remembers how it worked, pls let me know.

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I confess…

Yes…the race that stops the nation (Australia’s Melbourne Cup)stopped this 2009 NANO participant from writing for a short time today.
Shocking – I know! (and ‘Shocking’ I backed. What a horse! What a jockey!)

My excuse for not writing while the race was on was, or course, research.
With my NANO novel having an Australian country town setting (thanks Bronwyn Parry for the inspiration) I figured, why not include Melbourne Cup race day fun – country town style. So I did.

Now it’s back to my own race – 50,000 words by 30 November.