Like most people, I have accumulated many small griefs. They are time capsules, able to transport me back to what’s missing. In some ways, sometimes, I rely on it.
In the minutes after my miscarriage, my grief was exquisite. I sat
To my dear and beautiful daughters,
I hope that when someone breaks your heart (and they will), that they do it all at once. A bombshell. A bit of knowledge so exquisitely disarming that it shatters your heart to pieces in
Welcome to my first choice as new Head Coach of the Pink Fibro Book Club! Confession: I've chosen a book I've already read, but I've done so because all I could think while reading this was "this would be a
Good afternoon! I wrote a book! You might have heard, before you muted me on Twitter for being an Extremely Annoying Author.
Quite a lot of things have happened. Many of them involved me going to bed early and then not
Dad drives me to Gran's house, even though it's ten minutes on a bus and I've been there a million times.
It's just for a few weeks, he says.
I've got two suitcases. One has my favourite jeans and some t-shirts and
Do you consider story structure, or just let it flow?
I have no idea how to consider story structure. I wrote about this for Overland a couple of years ago. Structure does not come naturally to me, and I
teehee, author! Now that my book is at the printer, I'm supposed to write about what it was like to write a book. I've written a bunch of things about what I've learned about writing, but this is the first
In 2001 I moved back to Melbourne from Adelaide and found a room to rent in a California bungalow in Elsternwick. I went to the interview in a tight shirt with the top buttons popped open, and the three men