Midweek Moment #2
For this week’s Midweek Moment, Monique and I have been drawn towards the colour yellow—maybe to remind us of sunny days and combat the grey of the current West Australian weather! Monique’s photo is a daisy in an old-fashioned wooden...
My Week—Kids, Writing, and Nothing Much to Complain About
1. This week has felt messy, mainly because of kids’ illnesses, all minor, but it’s meant trips to school in the middle of the day to collect them. Having them at home always interrupts my creative flow, even when...
Midweek Moment #1
Welcome to Midweek Moment! Once a week, Monique (of Write Note Reviews) and I will team up and share our favourite photos on our blogs. Along with our literary pursuits, we both enjoy taking photos. Whilst we’re keen with...
When Good Enough Isn’t
I’ve just returned from a holiday to Tasmania, my birth state. I went back for my cousin’s 21st birthday, and tacked a couple of days on at the beginning for writing. I stayed in a cottage at Branxholm, a rural town in the northeast of Tasmania....
Photos of Winter
Winter arrived in Perth last week, and for some reason bad weather never fails to stimulate my writing. I think it’s a combination of the sounds—rain on a tin roof, wind rushing through the trees—and sights—grey skies, water...
Humps and Troughs
I thought I’d squeeze a blog post in before the end of the financial year—so here’s an update: The Novel: Unfortunately, I don’t have much to report on this front, except that I’m stuck. So stuck, I’m considering seeking help. When I...
Snapshot Poetry #9—A Poem and A Painting
Instead of my usual blog, today’s post is a poem by a young Perth writer—my son, Sam*. I loved this poem about the Swan River. I loved the sense of darkness that pervades it—the clouds, the ‘looming’ city, the shadows, the houses trapping the river,...
Camping at Lucky Bay, WA
We’ve just returned from our family holiday. This year, we camped at Lucky Bay in Cape Le Grand National Park, about 800 km southeast of Perth. We’re experienced campers now, and I’ve come home recharged and refreshed. There’s also a few more...
Snapshot Poetry #8—Graveyard Dreams
I posted this snapshot poem on my Facebook page a few weeks’ ago, but I’ve since slightly changed the wording. To tell the truth, I went back to the original wording, as it came out of my brain and onto the page. Sometimes tinkering with the words spoils...
Snapshot Poetry #7—Soft Dawn
I took this photo with my phone at about 5am, facing west, with the sun rising behind me. The sky had a soft, muted appearance, but the air was thick and humid, and thunder rumbled periodically. There was a heavy sense of foreboding, as if something ominous was about...