I came home from work today to a stack of boxes that chimed in unison, "Remember us?" I hissed at them and began to fire excuses: "Someone's going to help me with you this weekend!" "Do you really have to take up the entire hallway?" "How do the puppies feel about this?" I attempted a bookcase. Being a Writer, a bookcase seems like the most necessary accessory. After desk. And I still haven't found one of those. I tore open the bookshelf box. I...
Writers love the sound of clicking. We like how inky expression feels when it spills from our instrument of choice; which we judge from qualities like weight, thickness, color and cap... I clicked a lot today. I started clicking around seven this morning. Pieces started coming together. I shook my head forgetting I had written a few pages hidden over here and greedily gobbled a couple more I had stashed over there. Tricky. I met a Greek man in...
Easter works out to be a five day public holiday in Australia this year. It's a long story. Yesterday evening over whiskey, white wine, and pints of pear cider I consulted a favorite Writer - one of our soul tribe's finest - with great concern. My concern was expressed something like: "I can't fucking believe we have a five day weekend and I have NO plans! Seriously?" So you can imagine my glee when the response I received was, "Really? Oh thank...
What do you do when one of your favorite Queenslanders who has never seen snow and lives in a town where winter equals spring in most other parts of the world? Lock her in a box of ice and keep her warm with furry coats and shots of jagermeister, naturally. One of my favorite sisters is in town for a few days Blog Family. Last night we drank cocktails out of goblets made of ice, before smashing our cups into a pile of sparkly crystals. Then we...
The Sydney Opera House is marvelous. I've flown over it a few times but never saw it up close until today. Standing beside it offers one of those rare and remarkable moments where you find yourself pondering the perfection of Art. I've mentioned before, a video of me reading a spoken word piece was played there once. And although I received an invite, I didn't go. I didn't go because there was no...