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The Secret Society that Meets in the Garage

Bonjour mon amis! Comment allez-vous? That is quite possibly highly incorrect, but there you go. I’m watching Julie and Julia (have you seen it?) and feeling in a French-y mood. It’s about butter and blogging and persistence and female friendships and Brie cheese and fitting in your passions around soul-destroying-but-necessary pursuits. After a slightly frustrating day where several things went wrong, it’s really hitting the spot. Sometimes there’s nothing better than watching or reading something that you’ve seen/read before. I’m...

Work in Progress

Hello friends hello, How are you doing? I am good thank you very much. I thought I’d just check in and say g’day, rather than write a finely honed blog post about some kind of current issue (as is my usual practice – NOT!). I started working on a piece about the years I lived in Sydney, from 2011 until 2013. I’ve been dipping in and out of Helen Garner’s The Feel of Steel (have been trying to read other things,...

Ode to SeaChange

It’s no secret that I love SeaChange, an Australian TV show that aired in the late 90s and early 2000s on the ABC. After my teaching article was published in The Age, I was reminiscing about the first time I saw my name in print. When the last episode of SeaChange aired, I furiously wrote a poem called ‘Ode to SeaChange’ and sent it to the Green Guide (which is the TV lift-out section of The Age, if you’re not...

A Strange Thing Happened on the Weekend

Hey crew, I had an article published in The Sunday Age, about my teaching experience. I wrote it in Sri Lanka, and I sent it to the opinion editor back in May, but they only published it this Sunday past. Which is fine, great, but I didn’t know until 7pm on the Sunday…didn’t even buy a copy of the paper! Oops. My two favourite things about the article are a) The cartoon Matt Davidson did to accompany it. It does...

Quote Friday #1

I’ve decided to do a thing. Every Friday, I’m going to post a quote on my blog. I love quotes: I have them stuck to the wall of my office, scribbled on receipts in my wallet, etched on to my brain (not really, but y’know, go with the metaphor). These quotes may be from wherever. Books. TV shows (I hope you like West Wing. And SeaChange). Inspiring people. Psychoanalysts. Things my Grandma used to say. They may be dark, or...

The Fig Tree

I’m nervous as I write this. I’m not sure what’s going to come out. Do you have days where you feel prickly and irritable and angry? I feel like an octopus, ready to lash out defensively at anyone or anything that tries to get too close. And I feel tired. Tired at the constant justification of my existence. Tired of conversations that go like this: “What are you up to at the moment?” “I’m writing a book.” “Ah! Cool. So…what...

Fake It Til You Make It

I had big plans for this week’s blog. I was going to write about the state of the world, about how to forge ahead when everything seems dark and sad, about the light and shadow that exists within each of us, about the time I got into a white van in Sri Lanka and what happened next. It was relevant, trust me. It was going to be VERY inspiring. But I’m going to leave that for another post, because what...

The Company of Animals

I’ve been thinking lately about the company of animals. Not as in a company set up by animals – although that would be cool – but about spending time with animals. Last night, Mum and I went to see the film Kedi. It’s a documentary about the street cats of Istanbul going about their daily lives. I’m a cat-lover, and I think most of the audience was too, judging by overheard mentions of ‘fur-babies’ in the ACMI lobby, so obviously...

Shake It Off

After I quit the teaching job, I packed a bag and went to Sri Lanka for a month. I felt a strong need to get away, clear my head, be on my own with my thoughts. My aborted term as a teacher had churned up all sorts of emotions and questions, and I wanted to process them in my own time and in my own way. In particular, I wanted to get away from the well-meaning but intensely irritating tendency...

Confessions of a One-Term Teacher

Hi guys, How are you? Long time no speak. What’s been going in your life this past…er…four months? Is that how long it’s been since we spoke? I think it’s about that. It’s been a tumultuous time for me, if I’m honest. In fact, the last one and a half years since getting back from Nanjing have been a bit strange. Life is not necessarily a continuous uphill passage of achievements, constantly improving, constantly gaining new heights. I’m sure you...