…until the Sydney Writers’ Festival, the major event in my year. Crisp Sydney winter days down at the Wharf precinct, stimulating conversations, discovering new authors, debating what’s going on in our city…what’s not to like? To quote Socrates (via Plato’s ‘Apology’):
“…the greatest good of a man is daily to converse about virtue, and all that concerning which you hear me examining myself and others…the life which is unexamined is not worth living…”
Check out the program and details on the SWF website.