It's nearly upon us...

Today, I sat in the offices of the Engineers, Printers and Manufacturers' Union, reading a leaflet entitled The Working Voter. Excellent! Everyone with a life in New Zealand should read it - it states the truth about tax policy, the 1990s, and the plans of Don (&) Key... Could the prospect be more scary if it tried? Maybe. National + Winnie Peters + ACT = an outpost of Hades, no question.
I have always wondered whether it is better to expect good (with the risk of being brought crashing down when it doesn't happen) or to expect bad, with the satisfaction of being right, but the problem of missing out on joyful anticipation if things go right (for once). However, I thinbk it's probably best to expect the worst in this respect - that we may well wake up on September 18th with Mr Burns as Prime Minister.
In other news, I have submitted three stories for competitions/publication this year. I am cautiously optimistic about at least one of them - but none of them will see print.(Radio broadcast or electronic publication, maybe.) There's something so satisfying about holding a printed copy of one's own fiction in one's hand - and I haven't had that satisfaction since 1987. Time for that to change.
Today's recommended books.
Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith by Anne Lamott
Born of Empire by Simon Brown