April 11, 2011
We arrived back in Melbourne this morning from an extended All Saints Lit Fest 2011 stay. From balmy Perth to chilly 6 degrees Melbourne where we could play ‘what animal is this’ with our breath puffs in the cold 5am air. All Saints Lit Fest is like an oasis in the sandy dunes of an author’s life. It’s not just the kids – who are fantastic and engaged and fun – or the incredibly beautiful grounds and facilities or the warmth of Kris Williams and staff – but it’s hanging around with other people who think that writing for children is a perfectly normal way to spend your time.
Thanks to the volunteer students who helped us get to where we were supposed to be, to the Green Room volunteers who kept the goodies coming and the Green Room cleaned as if by magic, and the drivers who picked up and dropped off and made getting around worry free.
I suspect that Fest guru, Kris Williams, cloned herself for the festival period as she seemed to be everywhere at the same time. Here she is with her gorgeous daughter who pitched in to help ensure things ran smoothly.