The Twang

Written on 28-11-2011 Carried for so long Seems it’s been this way My whole life. At once, a twinge then — DROPPED The weight slipping Quicker than I thought Lost for a time But a regaining for life  

My writing process — blog tour

I saw this post on DL Mayfield’s blog, which lead me to this really interesting new blog, and I decided to answer the questions, because I thought it would be a fun and easy post for a Thursday. I kind of got thrown into an abyss of self-reflection, though, which was somewhat disconcerting. 1. What…

Higher Higher Higher

In the Dry season, as well as letting your hair down, you can have more energy for doing things outside, other than rushing from one air-conditioned place to another[1]. I was walking home after my shift finished at 12. The air was so mild, sunlight dappled by the huge gumtrees overhead, moving in the cool…

Kelp on the beach

This blog post[1] is dedicated to my Dad, for reasons that will be obvious to him and no-one else. It resembles found objects on a beach, like driftwood, or seaweed, or abandoned clothes. There is no connection between the objects except for their proximity. Greeting When I’m walking around the community, I try to acknowledge…

Still in hiding

A few weeks ago, a doctor friend of mine told me that she has trouble when a kid comes in with a big boil, and so she gets out the syringe, but it hurts to poke it in, and the child starts crying, and the Mum says “Oh no don’t hurt my baby!” because of…

Colouring in: a novel idea

The first novel I ever started has been a work in progress (at times very very slow progress) since September 2010. I am so close to finishing I can almost imagine what it will taste like. I have a few scenes left to write, after which it will be somewhat finished. I won’t be ready…