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Looks like it might be the first non-sucky Harrison Ford flick for a while. Shame about the title.

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So The Age paid me for the Memphis article, which is great. And a friend referred me to a fishing mag of all things, but I get to do an article on my brother's business and get paid for it, so that's another paycheque hopefully. Aim to be hitting 2000 words a day minimum on the book, but I've got to get two versions of a resume done today and mailed - one for the ambos in Brisbane and another for a regular shiftwork job. Again, fingers crossed. And I may be studying next year. Part-time probably, to shore up my qualifications for the ambulance job. Again, hopefully. And someone else pointed out I may qualify for entry to a Masters of Literature, but frankly the time commitment versus practical outcome makes that way too indulgent. Hoping, hoping at this point that next year will provide enough income to at least let me get overseas *someplace* again. Now that I've gone being stuck here feels twice as claustrophobic as it ever did. And there's some worrying family stuff going down to boot.

This is all about as indeterminate as it gets.

Fact

Everyone should be listening to the goddamotherfcking Felice Brothers.