International Women’s Day 2019

International Women’s Day 2019

I wrote these words in honour of International Women’s Day. It’s a passionate piece for which I make no apologies, because everything I’ve written here has been drawn from my experiences since girlhood. This is why we need International Women’s...
Novel #2: An Update.

Novel #2: An Update.

Alternatively titled: How a Pantser Became a Plotter*   I’m being a bit naughty today and playing hookey from my work-in-progress. I’ve worked pretty solidly on it for three weeks, and I’m a bit tired, so I’ve decided to write other things...
My Writing Goals In 2017

My Writing Goals In 2017

I’ve been quiet on the blog lately and I apologise. My excuse is that in this part of the world, it’s school holidays, and I’ve wound everything right back so I don’t spend all day in the attic and neglect my family. School returns next...
On the Eve of Fifty

On the Eve of Fifty

I’m about to turn fifty. Half a century, a milestone. An age I once thought of as ancient.  Until this birthday, I’ve not worried about my age, not ever. The number of years I’d been alive had never made me feel old. When I was a child,...

You Don’t Have To Apologise To Us

There’s a well known fable about villagers rescuing drowning babies from a river. There are a few different versions, but they all go something like this: A villager working in a field by a river notices a baby floating downstream. She stops work to rescue the...
My Month

My Month

It’s been a while since I’ve written an update here, hence this post covers a month rather than a week. Thank goodness for Midweek Moments, which have kept this blog ticking over whilst I’ve been otherwise occupied. I have a reason for...
A Plug for the Booklength Project Group

A Plug for the Booklength Project Group

I was just going to reblog a post I wrote on ‘Coping With Negative Feedback On Your Writing’ for the Booklength Project Group (BLPG), but then I thought I might as well give a plug for the group, which I convene. We meet at Mattie’s House, part...
My Week: Story and Sculptures

My Week: Story and Sculptures

I’ve interrupted the novel rewrite to show you this: That’s how many pages I have left to edit. It’s a thin stack, isn’t it? Only 25 pages thick. Twenty-five. That. Is. All. I’m a slow writer, and it’s given me a boost to see...
Words I Needed to Write

Words I Needed to Write

I’ve spent much of this week reading Cardinal Pell’s testimony at the Royal Commission. I wasn’t going to write about it, but it’s taken over my thoughts, and I want to show support for the survivors, who’ve shown courage and resilience...