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
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
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.
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 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?
Lately it seems as though wherever I turn, inspiration follows. Perhaps I’m more open to it; perhaps it’s this glorious spring weather (I do tend to feel quite different in different seasons – maybe spring’s the season to feel ‘lighter’). Either way, I don’t really care as I’m quite enjoying this feeling of fruitfulness – so much so that I thought I’d take a quick little moment to share some of my sources of inspiration.
I simply cannot stop reading. Let me repeat this to make sure that you understood – I simply CANNOT stop reading. Any spare moment I have, my head’s in a book… or five. And if I’m out, I’m buying books. Isn’t it obvious that that comes with the job, you say. Well yes it is bloody obvious but it doesn’t make it any less expensive or life consuming for my poor dear spouse. Here’s a wee glance over my latest purchases and reads: Continue reading
This month I’ve had the pleasure of reading Ian McEwan for the first time – and I really do mean pleasure. If, like myself, you didn’t read this book when it was first released in 1998 you simply must hunt it down and read it now. The Book Grocer is stocking it for a lovely $10. Grab a copy ASAP. You’ll thank me for it. Until you do, enjoy the review.
Happy reading xx
Enduring Love, Ian McEwan
What were we running towards? I don’t think any of us would ever know fully. But superficially the answer was, a balloon.
Thus begins McEwans magnetic novel. His tone is careful and his prose observant, in this electric tale of love; obsessive, fleeting, enduring or otherwise. Continue reading
Apologies. Apologies. This month’s book bargain is finally here, albeit three days late. Let me assure you, though, you’ll find it was well worth the wait. You know the drill. Pick it up for 10 schweet dollars (!) at The Book Grocer in Northcote and read yourself into oblivion!
Happy new year & happy reading xx
Tender is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy – one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure but turn out to have been the pleasure itself.”
Tender is Fitzgerald’s writing, however, seldom the night in this purportedly autobiographical account of love, lust, marriage and yearning. Continue reading
My darling, loyal, inspiring and appreciative followers – thank you! Thank you for your comments, feedback, support and encouragement. Thank you for reading and sharing. Thank you for caring. Thank you for keeping this blog alive enough and growing at a rate whereby it’s seen its first new year. Thank you.
Now for an apology (!): my time management skills went out the window with all that Christmas wrapping and, alas, my book review for this month will have to be a 3rd of the month, or 4th of the month book review / bargain depending on how the next few days pan out – I’m sincerely sorry (it’ll be a good one when it arrives… I promise!). Continue reading
My entire life, I’ve offered the same response whenever anyone has asked me what I’d like for Christmas: books. Big books, little books, good books, trashy books. Just books. However every year I’m met with a sack full of Christmas present disappointment. Maybe it’s under the socks? No, that’s a nail file. It could be hiding under that low fat cooking magazine? No, that’s just a book shaped body wash.
This year, I must have done something right because Santa heard me… well it was actually my mother in law but hey, Santa / mum – not much difference right? Those of you who follow me on Facebook will know that I was ecstatic to find on Christmas morning that I had received both the DVD and the book of The Bridges of Madison County. I must confess, ordinarily it would never be a book that I’d pick up to read / buy for myself but because it was a gift (and my MIL had raved about the film) I figured I’d give it a go. Continue reading