Sunday blog 2. 5th September 2021 I am at my mother’s house on the first Father’s Day in Australia since my father died. I am here to oversee the ritual of a roast in his honour which will soon be in the oven. We will gather in several hours to eat the roast. It’s not …
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My Real Name
It was the third time he’d approached me in two hours. I was scratchy-eyed and still unclaimed, waiting at Thessaloniki airport from three o’clock in the morning. A particularly charmless airport in Greece’s second-biggest city, six hours north of Athens. He was yet to find the person he’d been tasked to meet, or so I …
Dead Mum Walking
Is there anything more horrific than a farewell? Yet this is a moment of such parental pride and excitement. My daughter planned a Gap Year, worked hard to earn money to travel to Europe and has done it! She has donned the back pack and headed off for a glorious European holiday. Here we are …
Show me the money… funding and 2 cents worth of opinion…
I have only recently stepped out to own my shy ambitions to be a writer. In my fifth decade of life. I have plenty of both life and work experience, but I come to the writing sector with fresh eyes. As someone who has worked in the not for profit health and community sector for …
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It is launched, it is launched, it is launched…
On Sunday morning 12th October 2014 I launched my book in an intimate, joyous event at the lovely Mattie Furphy house in Swanbourne. I had chosen Mattie Furphy House as one of the buildings the Federation of Australian Writers WA look after and hire out for events and book launches. I also liked the leaflet that described it …
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Beyond…
The Goddess word from the Red Tent Sisters on Friday night was Beyond. Something nagged at me; a quote, a poem that was powerfully, eloquently Beyond. So I did what all of us can do now, and googled. The Rumi Poem is what I found. Beyond. Beyond is possibly where I am often most comfortable. Let me …