Broken pieces
This is my view. I’m inside listening to the fire crackle, to the heater fan rising and falling, to the tap on various keyboards of fellow writers. I’m editing, or …
This is my view. I’m inside listening to the fire crackle, to the heater fan rising and falling, to the tap on various keyboards of fellow writers. I’m editing, or …
…and self-doubt, ploughing on and remembering what I do. You know the scenario. Life gets busy, real busy. You open your computer only to realise that there are over 300 unread emails, …
This morning I woke after a drug induced sleep. Everything ached and my body screamed at me to go back to bed. I dressed, in my gym gear, ate my …
This short story of mine recently won second prize in the 2016 Reconciliation Writing Competition judged by Jane Harrison, indigenous Australian playwright and novelist, and run by the Port Phillip …
It’s an incredible time for me right now that feels like a beginning, more than an ending. I’ve just submitted my final piece of assessment of my Associate Degree in Professional …
Dear Mum Since you’ve been gone there are so many things I see and need to tell you. Today we climbed the lookout (‘Look out!’) at Ocean Shores. What a …
It’s been a while. A long time since I last wrote. I haven’t dropped off the planet, haven’t stopped writing. But life has been busy, and I’ve found it difficult …
My friend Nicky Heaney who writes at Mary Beton’s Rooms wrote a great thought-provoking piece about freezing up, and learning how to free the creative part of our brain. It …
Today I received the greatest compliment that maybe a writer can receive. Today had been one of those days where just another leaf of grief floated past me as I …
Beware. This is a ‘journey’ post. Twenty-six days ago I was sitting in my psychologist’s office (not something I would have done, or admitted to a couple of years ago, …