You probably haven't read about it on Twitter, but Melbourne is putting on some stunning early spring weather at the moment. To celebrate, and because men impregnate women sometimes, my family came around for lunch yesterday. I'm a nervous wreck on the weekends--it's something about the
I've vaguely begun to plan a wedding. Mine! It's going to be an autumn Sunday breakfast wedding in our own garden, with bacon and our friends and everyone will have a Bloody Mary and a nap. Due to the fact that I had almost no input
I don't usually do these kinds of things, because I like to keep my space insular due to my inability to play with others. However, I love The Book Salon and Steph Little, so here I go. Book Q&A Rules 1. Post these rules 2. Post a photo
Sometimes you spend so much time working that the creative thought just trickles out of you. Somewhere behind your ear is a glossy line like a snail's trail where ideas and magic have slipped away. They hide behind the piano until you're ready to reclaim
I'm writing. Banging away on those keys. I have a splinter in my right middle finger, it pierced through the nail while I was sleeping, which I didn't even think was possible, but I woke up with it in there and now I have a nasty
When I was a kid in the 80s—when we were allowed to say things like “women can achieve anything”—teachers often asked us to write about women who inspired us. Groundbreakers, usually, women who had done things no other woman had done before. The first woman
I bought a knife yesterday. From a knife shop. In the past I've always bought knives from supermarkets. They are quite good value, I feel. You pay eight bucks and you have the sharpest knife in the world for about two days and then you chuck it
We had a location shoot today out on the Yarra Valley fringe, so I used the opportunity to take myself and my bad mood on a bit of a drive. The two of us went out through Warrandyte, where a dozen squat old shops sit
Apparently I found it necessary to buy a typewriter. The good news is that I managed to get it out of its case and on to my desk, whereafter I typed some words and lost my finger between the keys quite often (see Fig. 1). I've
Lily has been busily making a birthday card for my mum. I am quite impressed by the poetry of the greeting: nanna, dear nanna. This sets the tone of the card nicely - it is a serious reflection on just how important Lily's nanna is in her
Sometimes my mental illness offends people. Like if I we're having a conversation and I suddenly find it hard to make eye contact with you because on the other side of my eyeballs is my brain going, "Oh Jesus it's hot in here! Is anyone else