It’s a more than interesting week. But I wouldn’t know good news if it knocked on my door and said “hello I am good news and coming from the source of all good news I have some good news for you on this good news day.” I would stare it out with suspicion and just at the point of being convinced the good news was good news I imagine it to turn around and say “if you can’t appreciate me for what I am then I shalln’t be good news at all” at which point I would say “I knew it” and slam the door.
So what to do with good news: Tell myself that I at least deserve it in reward for the hard work I put in. So what to do with good news: apply myself to it and let it calibrate life? Justlet it Lemn. I’ve built so much of my life around bad news that I am not good at what to do with good news. There’s good news: my
play has been commissioned for radio broadcast in March next year - about six months away. There’s some terrific news about a dance/poetry commission called The Shiver based on a BBC radio documentary I made of the same name and next month November Ishall be made a Doctor by a university in England. There’s three pieces of good news to start with. And Fiona Renshaw had her baby. And Whitney McVeigh’s exhibition opens this week. This week I am going to calibrate!