I’ve been wanting to write something about the Jugiong Writers’ Festival all week, but I have no idea how to say it!
Now, some of the images I’m going to use belong to other people, so if you’re not okay with that, tell me, and I’ll remove them.
This is Sulari Gentill’s photo, taken just before our panel began on Saturday afternoon.
Firstly, I’ll direct you to this article from The Guardian about the first ever Jugiong festival in 2015:
From little towns, big writers’ festivals grow.
Then, I’ll direct you to the authors on the panel I moderated – in alphabetical order:
Three very well-liked, well-known authors. And I’m supposed to link them all together for a fifty-minute panel, when the only two things that link their works are that they are WOMEN from AUSTRALIA??
The good thing is, they all know what they’re talking about, and (I think!) it all worked out well.
I have been to big book conventions before, and I’ve hated every minute of them. At a convention a few years ago I spent too much of every day downstairs, hiding in the bar, because every attempt I made at starting a conversation ended in funny looks and turned shoulders.
I agree with the article above, that these smaller, more rural book events are much friendlier and more inclusive than the big book conferences I’ve attended before.
Vivien Thomson’s photo.
Our panel was titled “Connection to People and Place”, which was vaguely advertised as having a rural focus. However, with authors writing everything from modern-day rural fiction, to 1930s Sydney, to 1904 Italy, this was a bit tricky! The good thing is that they all have such a sense of “place” that there was more time for conversation than there was time for the panel to run for.
Sulari Gentill’s photo.
Newspaper photo from… I have no idea!
I know I come from Australia’s capital city, but as often as not we’re lumped in with rural, rather than urban Australia (half the ads we have on TV are for tractors etc.), and as we see more kangaroos in Canberra than almost anyone else in the nation, I definitely don’t feel out of place in the country.
E.g. – my grandparents’ graves!
My day actually began with running (okay, driving at the speed limit) to the Canberra Centre to pick up two huge boxes of books they needed in Jugiong that afternoon. So my arrival was later than the others involved in the event.
I think the issues we discussed on the stage were relevant to all fiction written by women. I’ve been (more than) mildly obsessed with Regency and Victorian fiction in the past couple of years, but I think that any of those authors could have got up there last weekend and had similar things to say.
Women want to tell stories, and women authors often face the same obstacles no matter what. They write PLACE, and they write characters, and no matter what they do, they get lumped into the same group as “lady authors”, no matter is it’s romance, crime, or… well, or anything.
Free sparkling wine at the book launch at the end of the afternoon.
The discussion definitely did NOT go where I thought it would, but it seemed the audience enjoyed themselves, so… I only wish the people watching had more time for questions, but when you have three beloved authors in one panel – it’s not easy!
The other thing about Jugiong that was great was that JUGIONG was great! I have travelled through neighbouring – famous – Gundagai many times in the past few decades, but have never been to Jugiong. It’s a tiny place, but has a gorgeous – and recently renovated – old pub that I have plans to visit again soon.
Also, thank you to Freda and the rest of the team involved in the organisation of the weekend.
On top of that, the drive in and out from Canberra? Just look at it!