Australian prices being what they are, shopping to a budget isn't easy, so I steal. Because I'm white, this is easy for me.
Consume a lot of good art to remind yourself why you’re doing this, and escape to your happy place to recharge, whatever that might mean for you.
I eagerly await the Pope’s encyclical and public announcements outlining his fluid views of gender and removing gender restrictions from the priesthood!
The night time is the right time! The time of firelight and mystery and delicious sins.
Being a writer and musician, I am poor. Scraping by on occasional factory work, freelance writing gigs, and welfare payments for years trained me to become a blackbeltbudgetmaster. I find it a little disgusting.
One of the true greats has left us: Ursula K Le Guin is dead. But she leave the world a much more beautiful, more hopeful, place.
I managed to salvage two poems I consider worth sharing with the world, and then only after the editing equivalent of blitzkrieg. The rest I shall consign to the memory hole.
As a bit of January housekeeping, I decided to work out which of the books I own I have actually read. Turns out I have 138 books in my flat, but have only read 41 of them! My unfailingly wise daughter suggested I curb my addiction. So, I am banned from buying any new books … Continue reading 2018: The Bookening!
It was exhilarating to treat creative writing like a full-time job, if only for one day, and it has borne a lot of juicy imagination fruits.
My gift to myself this Christmas was planning absolutely nothing on Boxing Day so I could devote eight hours to Tabula.