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Why I decided to become a writer
- My acting career never took off so I needed to find another career path. I can’t sing or dance, I don’t understand share trading, and I missed out on getting into medicine by one mark*, so writing seemed like the logical choice. 230 more words
- I had lots of inhibitions before kids. Since having half the medical staff of Royal Women’s check out my vagina, and whipping my boobs out in every shopping centre and cafe in greater Sydney, I am not encumbered by any inhibitions any more. 257 more words
- I couldn’t have written a book called ‘When My Husband Does The Dishes…’ if I wasn’t married. Or at least I could have, but it would have been fiction, and I’m really bad at writing fiction. 321 more words
When My Husband Does the Dishes… by Kerri Sackville
was launched last Thursday night
Cunningly disguised as a wino to throw off the paparazzi, author and journalist… 294 more words