Advice to My 12 Year Old Self

Well hello there loyal reader, It’s been a bit quiet around these parts of late. Just the Friday quote and not much else, which is what comes from working on ‘other things’. As a wise writer-and-blogger friend of mine once said, a blog can be a great outlet for a writer as long as it doesn’t become all that you do. Perhaps I’ve taken that advice somewhat too literally. Anyway! I am still alive in the world and still writing,...

Quote Friday #14

“She stiffened a little on the kerb, waiting for Durtnall’s van to pass. A charming woman, Scrope Purvis thought her (knowing her as one does know people who live next to one in Westminster); a touch of the bird about her, of the jay, blue-green, light, vivacious, though she was over fifty, and grown very white since her illness. There she perched, never seeing him, waiting to cross, very upright. For having lived in Westminster – how many years now?...

Quote Friday #12

A quote about baby boomers… ‘How prosperous, how influential, how they had flourished under a government they had despised for almost seventeen years. Talking ’bout my generation. Such energy, such luck. Nurtured in the post-war settlement with the State’s own milk and juice, and then sustained by their parents’ tentative, innocent prosperity, to come of age in full employment, new universities, bright paperback books, the Augustan age of rock and roll, affordable ideals. When the ladder crumbled behind them, when...

Taking Stock: September

I have to get up at 4am tomorrow for my flight from Port Vila to Sydney. Which is in 7 hours. So what better thing to do than Taking Stock for September? Making: plans for Saturday night. Escape room + Chinese hot pot for a friend’s birthday Cooking: nada Drinking: Tasker beer, Vanuatu’s nambawan brew Reading: A Legacy of Spies by John Le Carre (did you know that ‘Le Carre’ is a pseudonym and means ‘the square’? John The Square....

Used To Used To Used To

I’ve spent this week in Vanuatu on a short-term work assignment. It’s been great revisiting an aid program I used to be a part of, a program that brings the churches in Vanuatu together to work on development projects. I know the people involved, and it’s nice to catch up with old friends, but also strange, because I’m just dipping my toe in the water and then leaving again. I’m not around for the long-term. The people here know that,...

Quote Friday #11

Did you see the Pixar movie Brave? Man, it is so good. A warrior princess who won’t conform, an ancient curse, a broken bond between mother and daughter, the push and pull of love and independence. This week’s Quote Friday quote made me think about that film. “There is no problem being brave if one is not afraid.” Tove Jansson...

Quote Friday #10

I made note of this week’s quote when walking around the Van Gogh exhibition with my friend Ivy back in July. The painting in the photo, called Tree trunks in the grass, seems especially suitable for this time of year. All the little grass flowers are coming up in Melbourne: if Van Gogh were here, I’m sure he would have had his brushes out. “What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant...

Taking Stock: August

As winter (technically) draws to a close here in Melbourne town, it’s time to take stock: Making: fingerless gloves Cooking: nothing. Steve is doing all the cooking around here. Thank you Steve x Drinking: Hot water with lemon and honey. I don’t know if it really does much, but it tastes nice Reading: Saturday by Ian McEwan Trawling: through reviews of Still Writing by Dani Shapiro on Goodreads. I read it first in 2015, then again these past few days....