If you\’ve ever applied for a grant, you\’ll know what I mean by the title. It\’s a unique kind of melancholia that inflicts you each time a new grant round opens and you realise that you\’ll be trying to justify your life\’s work in 2000 characters (including spaces) for the next three weeks.
I\’ve just uploaded my VicArts application in the hope I\’ll one day be paid to write. Like many authors, my writing is squeezed around a \’real\’ job, pushed into the corners of my day so that I often find myself sitting at my desk as the sun rises or sets. Grant funding would mean writing while it\’s high in the sky – ah!
For now it\’s a waiting game. By week ten I\’ll know if my application has been successful or not. If not, I\’ll try again and keep telling myself that day light is over-rated anyway…
