Ah, Melbourne! Where award-winning novelists lurk behind every ticket machine.
I bumped into Christos Tsiolkas on the 86 tram this evening. I expect I'll play a cameo in his next novel: gushing fan with bag of tomatoes on streetcar.
At least you recognised Christos Tsiolkas (I'm having a little trouble pronouncing it).
My embarrassment, unblogged til now, occurred last month, when I went for a law interview before Christmas. I answered an ad for an assistant to a barrister, not at all thinking I'd get it, and still not knowing whether I have, as the interviewer has gone overseas til next week. Unfortunately I didn't recognise Charles Waterstreet, my interviewer, or pick up on his references to 'interest' in the 'media' - not knowing he'd produced three movies, written a couple of books, and been highly profiled when sued by his ex-partner, an actor. Ho-hum.
I'll find out in a week or two whether this greatly affects my interview - or maybe they just weren't going to give the job to me anyway.
Charles Waterstreet? Never 'eard of 'im. But gosh golly wow, eh? Imagine underlegaling for a movie type. I don't know which direction I should cross my fingers in for you.
As for Christos T: I recognised him 'cause he done give a talk about being a writer at my spuni. I didn't have to pronounce the surname. I got as far as "Aren't you Christos ..." (this, after he'd asked me what zone we were in and whether I could shed any light on the uncooperativeness of the ticket machine), when he said "Yes", and I said, "I really like your books", and he said, "I don't care if I get done for not having the right ticket, you've made my day", and I think I said something gushy, and then he said, "What are you reading", and I said, "The History Wars", and then he went and sat down the other end of the tram.
Oh no? Well, you might o' seen him if you'd been paying attention - I did a google and found he was a friend o' Germaine Geer's and she invited him along for a look and a listen and he was sitting in the audience (front row) when you got your PhD!
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At least you recognised Christos Tsiolkas (I'm having a little trouble pronouncing it).
My embarrassment, unblogged til now, occurred last month, when I went for a law interview before Christmas. I answered an ad for an assistant to a barrister, not at all thinking I'd get it, and still not knowing whether I have, as the interviewer has gone overseas til next week. Unfortunately I didn't recognise Charles Waterstreet, my interviewer, or pick up on his references to 'interest' in the 'media' - not knowing he'd produced three movies, written a couple of books, and been highly profiled when sued by his ex-partner, an actor. Ho-hum.
I'll find out in a week or two whether this greatly affects my interview - or maybe they just weren't going to give the job to me anyway.
Charles Waterstreet? Never 'eard of 'im. But gosh golly wow, eh? Imagine underlegaling for a movie type. I don't know which direction I should cross my fingers in for you.
As for Christos T: I recognised him 'cause he done give a talk about being a writer at my spuni. I didn't have to pronounce the surname. I got as far as "Aren't you Christos ..." (this, after he'd asked me what zone we were in and whether I could shed any light on the uncooperativeness of the ticket machine), when he said "Yes", and I said, "I really like your books", and he said, "I don't care if I get done for not having the right ticket, you've made my day", and I think I said something gushy, and then he said, "What are you reading", and I said, "The History Wars", and then he went and sat down the other end of the tram.
Oh no? Well, you might o' seen him if you'd been paying attention - I did a google and found he was a friend o' Germaine Geer's and she invited him along for a look and a listen and he was sitting in the audience (front row) when you got your PhD!
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oh lexo only just got back to the Ballad of Reading Blogs and gosh how luvvy about christos. he is a dreamboat. e
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