My Name is Blah Blah. The First. Unfinished book on Journalism and life at The Sydney Morning Herald. Circa 1992.

My Name is Blah Blah. Unfinished Novel on Journalism and life at the Sydney Morning Herald. Circa 1992. 
This was written on an Apple Classic II, one of the very very first home computers to reach the mass market. 
It cost more than a thousand dollars, quite a bit at the time, and was indeed a magical instrument.
I was constantly astonished by what it could do. As far as I, and many others, were concerned, they changed the world.

The Apple Macintosh Classic II (also known as the Performa 200) replaced the Macintosh SE/30 in the compact Macintosh line in 1991. Like the SE/30, the Classic II was powered by a 16 MHz Motorola 68030 CPU and 40 or 80 MB hard disk, but in contrast to its predecessor, it was limited by a 16-bit data bus (the SE/30 had a 32-bit data bus) and a 10 MB memory ceiling.

At the time word processing was in its infancy, and for writers was a completely miraculous technology.
I was working at The Sydney Morning Herald and home a lot in the evenings with my then one and two-year-old. 
Here there are repeated pages and rough drafts of the book, which with a busy life and young children and other chaotic elements, was never completed.
Much of the original draft of the book was eaten by mice.
This chapter, centred around my very first front page, was to be called: Here For The Very First Time.

Turn the Rivers Inland, a Vision Simple and Grand, The Australian, 21 June, 1995.

Eastern Gas Pipeline, The Australian, 17 June, 1995.

Relief Fund for Contaminated Cattle, The Australian, 6 June, 1995.

Saltbush, The Australian, 5 June, 1995.

Miss Prissy's cure steers gene research, The Australian, 5 June, 1995.

Miss Prissy The Miracle Calf, The Australian, 2 June, 1995.

Growers fear for industry's survival, The Australian, 31 May, 1995.

Application for Australia Council Grant for book NMy Name is Blah Blah: Essays in Australian Journalism, 15 May, 1995.

I made quite a number of applications to the Australia Council for Writer's Grants over the years.
None were successful. 
This one, too, was unsuccessful. 
And this time around I was even friends with the head of the Literature Board, who encouraged me to make this application. 
There was a certain sneering contempt in the Australia Council for those who actually made a living out of writing in what were considered lower forms of literary endeavour, such as journalism.

My Name is Blah Blah: Essays in Australian Journalism, 1995.

My Name Is Blah Blah.
The original manuscript ran to several hundred pages and was largely eaten by mice.
It exists only in these fragments.

Business card, The Australian.

One of the many attempts, The Tempe Way, Random House, 2 May, 1995.

Nimbin, the alternative culture capital of Australia, The Australian, 1 May, 1995.