Also, this happened.

Thats Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love. She’s the one not grinning like an idiot.

I met Elizabeth briefly today after she spoke at the Sydney Opera House on life after her uber successful book.

Afterwards in the lobby, I pulled my very tattered copy out of my bag and apologised for having to offer her a page to sign already defaced with my name and mobile number.

“Oh”, she said, “I just love it when a copy looks as if it’s been well-loved.” I assured her it had been very well-loved. I think I said a few more things after that, but none of them were intelligible.

I’m a shocking groupie. Really shocking. I really think I need lessons in how to be aloof in the presence of very successful or famous people. I’m just not very good at it.

Thanks Elizabeth Gilbert. After reading Eat, Pray, Love, I dared believe people might read a book by someone who wasn’t very good at the perfect life, and I started writing again.

Thank you x

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