I am a writer. Books. Newspapers. Vogue.
Since 2005, I have been married to Alexander, another writer.
We are the parents of a darling six-year-old who wants to be a violinist ballet dancer a clown on a roundabout pianist writer visual artist child forever writer again.
Our garden is frequented by an eerily intelligent raven, who drops crumpets in the pond in an effort to attract fish to the surface (a common legal tactic). Grasshoppers and water dragons, too. My email address: hotsecretarial@hotmail.com
And, when not hijacked by Franco-German hackers, my website – which includes a selection of essays and interviews – can be accessed here: http://www.antonellagambottoburke.com
April 29, 2010 at 1:21 am
Hi Antonella,
I’m not quite sure why, but you are one of the few girls from Lindfield East Public School that remains indelibly etched in my memory. From the few pictures I see on this site you havent changed a scrap. Thats a good thing by the way. I remember you as a tall, attractive, lively, strong willed girl. By what I’ve read you still seem to be all that and more. How wonderful to see you be so successful. With all the blogging you do, I’m surprised you haven’t gone on Twitter yet. I’m on there as spbloom.
I’ve not read your books, but I will venture out and buy one when I work out which one interests me.
I wonder if you remember me?
Best wishes
Steven Bloom
August 15, 2012 at 3:43 am
Hi Antonella,
For some reason I thought of Gianluca today and I did a search on your name to see what you were doing. I remember the email you sent to us, his work colleagues, after his suicide and having attempted this myself a long time ago I’m glad you’ve written your book.
I’m sorry to say another colleague also took his life a few years later. I try to help when I can when I find someone in need of help. But there’s no way of knowing if they say nothing.
Keep doing what your doing
Cheers
David
August 16, 2012 at 10:46 am
David:
It’s such a crapshoot, the predicting-suicide thing. Some people talk about it for years before they do something; others – particularly folded-in personalities – give no indication. A sudden, shocking upturn in mood in a depressed person is dangerous: this often means a decision has been reached. Few doctors are trained to recognize the signs. Medical schools specialize in teaching students how to prescribe, not how to care. Symptoms, not causes. And then there are those who take their lives suddenly – drunk, on a whim: bang. Game over.
I still feel my brother with me.
And thank you for your beautiful words.
Antonella