What do you see?

I read for the times a book transports me in the way Ready Player One did. For me, this book was seamless and filmic -- and synchronous, because my real and made-up worlds have a habit of colliding. Mere weeks before reading, a midnight google of "What did Roberta Williams do after Sierra?" led me …

Water dragon.

It was ink dark outside when the contractions started but I waited until 5am before waking him. ‘Are you sure?’ he asked. ‘Yes, I’m sure!’ I said. ‘Could it still be prelabour?’ ‘These are no Braxton Hicks. And they’re getting closer together. I’ve been timing.’ He had good reason to ask: my prelabour had gone …

My yardstick.

I recently had cause to think on where it all began. While I have been writing poems and stories for as long as I can remember, I started to get serious about my writing in 2012, when 'The Man with the Purple Halo' placed third in that year's Trudy Graham-Julie Lewis Literary Award. That was …

Pink balloons.

What happened in Manchester was unthinkable. I can only imagine the horror this community, the families, are going through. My thoughts are with them. My heart does not yet know how to process this and other strange happenings around the world, except to know it never makes sense. And, in every case, it is my …