I woke up feeling uneasy like some mornings. I'm anxious and the excitement from Sunday is not quite over; what adds to it is my constantly planning the future. Sitting in front of the computer, checking emails. Read. Play with the phone. The kettle hums and I make tea and warm the bread for breakfast. I dance to the music from the radio, snapping my fingers, swaying my body. Believe that luck is with me. Happy but remain calm, not allowing myself to be overjoyed – not thrilled. Has my morning shower, put on a smart outfit. Leave home for the poetry class.
AuthorI started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life. Categories |
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