Over the weekend, along with a stonking great migraine I got the news that a short story I wrote, Work and Income Gothic is a finalist for a Sir Julius Vogel Award, which is run by the Science Fiction and Fantasy Association of New Zealand. I'd known someone nominated me for a while, but I … Continue reading Shock! A post about my writing
Lockdown Day Who Knows: When ‘Interesting Times’ Aren’t That Interesting
I started this blog with the best of intentions, and it’s been… five entries in a bit over a month? Well, it’s about par with all my other attempts at running a blog to be fair. The thing I pretty much knew in my mind, but not quite in my soul, is that a lot … Continue reading Lockdown Day Who Knows: When ‘Interesting Times’ Aren’t That Interesting
Lockdown Day 14: On The Beach
So I finally got tired of refreshing my twitter feed and/or getting angry at my university and decided to read a book. The books in my bubble are… somewhat dated, but there is among them the complete works of Nevil Shute. My mother told me she had read said complete works as a teenager during … Continue reading Lockdown Day 14: On The Beach
Lockdown Day 7: 2020 is Cancelled
A couple of days ago, we got the news that the Bingham Cup, a huge and exciting rugby tournament has been cancelled for this year. Given someone else paid for my ticket to Canada, I’m hoping Air New Zealand will still actually be around in 2022, and also that they’ll postpone my ticket. Since my … Continue reading Lockdown Day 7: 2020 is Cancelled
Lockdown Day 3: Bubble of One
Day three of lockdown! Yesterday the supermarket was oddly full and I got the last bag of kindling. Success. I was on-edge for the entire trip to the local. My anxiety - which has been crammed away neatly since I got here - sprung back up with a vengeance. It wasn’t so much the fact … Continue reading Lockdown Day 3: Bubble of One
An object lesson in why you should always read the terms and conditions before clicking accept
This piece was first published in The Auckland Shorts over at Three Lamps Journal. An object lesson in why you should always read the terms and conditions before clicking accept Word Count: 100 He’s sweating. That’s nothing new - they always sweat. He looks up, fear naked on his face, so I smile beatifically. “Take … Continue reading An object lesson in why you should always read the terms and conditions before clicking accept
Life in the time of Covid-19
This is a covid lockdown blog now, like all the others. Sorry. I’ve actually been in self-isolation since last Wednesday. My immune system is poked, and I’ve a history of asthma. Basically I’m that person who hears “You’ll be fine unless you’re old or have health conditions” and thinks Yup, so I’m going to die, … Continue reading Life in the time of Covid-19
The space to write – both metaphorical and literal
Every writer needs a room of one’s own. Or rather, two rooms - I assume Virginia Woolfe wasn’t writing in her bedroom. For the last 10 days I’ve had those rooms. More than one! All for me! No one else around! In the words of my rugby friends - How Fucken Good!* It’s been fantastic … Continue reading The space to write – both metaphorical and literal
Welcome!
I can hear the voices of the people I know asking me "Okay, you're really procrastinating now, aren't you?" as my irritation at the idea of building a website has been long known. Mostly because I complain about it so much. But yes, I have reached the apex of my procrastinative efforts. I have built … Continue reading Welcome!
Rheumatoid
Lately when arthritis wakes me in the night I imagine it is the universe Carving secrets into my bones. That my skeleton is blazing With esoteric knowledge Etched within me in a language I cannot quite yet read: My sternum flares as I discover the … Continue reading Rheumatoid