an idea and a very special read

THE IDEA

I have an idea… the idea is to blog my writing projects. The research process; how the writing evolves; shapes itself. The further that I venture into this degree and the more that I write, the more I learn about my practice. A lot of that final piece that you go to see on a stage in a dimly lit room is the product of the act of putting pen to paper but, a hell of a lot isn’t. A hell of a lot is other ‘stuff’. Continue reading

disconnecting to reconnect

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First things first, happy new year. Here’s to a 2016 of love, creativity and simplicity. There. The big ’S’ word – I said it.

A few things to share about the last couple of months or so:

  • I applied to do my masters (writing for performance) and got in (!) which means that, yes, after 7 years (7 YEARS…eek!) I’ll be hitting the books again to which I say – bring it on. I’m feeling nervous and excited and apprehensive and excited and, well, just excited really. I’m finally going to have the chance to study my craft – full time – and for that opportunity I feel truly, truly blessed.
  • I’ve made the decision to ‘unplug’ this year. To disconnect. Continue reading

i’m having an affair…

I’m having an affair. There. O.K. I said it. I used to think monogamy was the only way. The best way. That way I could devote all my attention to him… or her. That way I could be completely present in our relationship. No conflicting schedules. No decisions. No choices. It was so easy. So effortless. And now… well now I’ve ruined it. Destroyed that unwavering and unconditional sense of security… completely undone all that we had. Continue reading

(brave, courageous, inspiring, humble) Women of Letters

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On Sunday afternoon I attended my first Women of Letters event. For those of you who haven’t heard about WoL, it’s a beautiful, inspiring, uplifting and diverse celebration of female talent curated by Marieke Hardy and Michaela McGuire. Each month, five Melbournian writers (be they actors, novelists, comedians, songwriters, journalists etc.) come together for one afternoon to pay homage to the lost art of letter writing by writing a letter themselves – addressed to whoever they like – that is centred around a chosen theme for that month. Sunday’s theme was “burning bridges” and the panelists’ responses could not have been more diverse, nor more beautiful (this month’s writers were Alannah Hill, Anni Davey, Zoe Foster Blake, Catriona Rowntree & Rachel Power). Continue reading

peace, play and port fairy

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So, just in case you’re wondering, this is where I was this time last week. No I didn’t just google image “tranquil, picturesque outback spring panorama” and whack it in here – this is a really, real actual photo that I took… and yes, they are alpacas. Woolly, awkward, hilarious alpacas. I made the trip to Port Fairy for their annual Festival of Words: Ex Libris. I read. I wrote. I slept. I walked. I ate. I did yoga. It was glorious.

More dets to come. Just thought it would be nice to share this ultimate Spring picture on this ultimate Spring Melbourne morning.

Much love for now. Have a great week and enjoy the sunshine.

MWF ’15

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The 2015 MWF has come and gone for yet another year so I thought I’d share some of my scribbles. Although it wasn’t my favourite MWF, it was so lovely to immerse myself in the creativity and ideas of like minded people and to soak up all their wordy goodness. This year, unlike others, I found myself wanting to note take less and enjoy the moment more so, that’s what I did! Before you ask, I’m still undecided on as to which session was my favourite – I keep to-ing and fro-ing between Will Self’s interview for Books and Arts Daily and Coetzee, Kennedy & Malouf: Three Stories. Sessions I attended and favourite little gems below. Continue reading

i’m writing a play

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I’m writing a play. I’ve never written anything for theatre before (aside from my year 11 solo piece), nor have I ever considered writing anything for theatre before. It kinda just happened. In a really organic, unforced, spontaneous way. One minute I was writing what I thought was the beginnings of a novel and then the next I found myself lost in this very real, moving, evolving ‘thing’ in my head that was, well, screaming at me for an outlet through which to be born. Continue reading

what i’ll be reading

I love Fridays. For lots of reasons. Fridays are writing days and let’s-start-slowing-down days and 5pm charcuterie board and wine days. They’re also the day of the week that signals some quality reading time for me. More than the usual snippets of a chapter here and there that I manage during the week. There’s a different quality to reading during the day. On the couch or the day bed. Uninterrupted with a pot of tea or glass of wine. A different feel. It’s a more soothing, rejuvenating, more satisfying experience – at least for me. So,  this is where it’s going to be at for me this weekend:

A Game of Thrones – George R. R. Martin (for some much needed escapism)

Heda Gabbler – Ibsen (research) and

My New Roots: Inspired Plant Based Recipes for Every Season – cook book by Sarah Britton (bit of indulgence – what’s life without good food?)

What’s on your ‘to read’ list?

Happy weekend.

navigating the blank page

I know when I’m in the zone – when I’m writing something more than the usual meh; when I’m actually onto something – when I feel like I’m wrestling. When it’s not easy. When the words hang somewhere between excruciating and ecstatic and summoning them is laborious, at best. It’s like they are a delicate extension of my hair and they’re caught, actually more than caught, they’re knotted and teased expertly to the hundreds of individual spindles of a wire brush. Pull too hard and I rip my hair out from its roots, give up or don’t pull hard enough and well, I get stuck.  Continue reading