Let’s face it….if I were a boy, life would look a little different for me. I could hide behind the fact that I was a man, and that, well….. ‘I’m just a bloke’. As if that would justify everything.
If I were a boy, I would make sure I was a better man. But I’m just a girl. What would I know?
Read MoreDear Diary, today I discovered a new shade of grey. Number 51. It’s a combination of dark brown and white. It might not technically appear as grey to some, but I have decided to call it grey anyway. I think I may have also stumbled across a new hairstyle trend. I’ll describe it to you.
Read MoreMy birthplace, Melbourne, the city I am proud to call home, is becoming unrecognisable. Without soul and substance. This is not the place I know and love.
Read MoreI believe the answer to most things lies in one simple question Why? So, why did I write Who Switched the Lights On?
Read MoreIt’s not in my nature to comment publicly on things said in the media or in politics, but as Lisa Wilkinson said in an interview with NSW Premier, Gladys Berejiklian,
Read MoreSpending time in darkness makes you appreciate the light so much more.It may come as a surprise to those who don’t know me very well, that I
Read MoreA question I am being asked a lot these days is… ‘What is your book about?’ ‘What is the genre?’Good question!The answer should come easily
Read MoreI recently received a message on Instagram from one of my friends. It said… ‘I’m going to be looking to you for lots of calm during this chaos.
Read MoreThis coronavirus is making me sick! And not in the way you might think.I am sick of hearing about it and I am sick of people who are just so ignorant; t
Read MoreOh my, where have the past couple of months gone?What a start it has been to the new decade! Extreme to say the least.
Read MoreDear Universe,I write to you on the first day of a new year and a new decade. When I glance back over my shoulder at 2019, all I can say is:
Read MoreThe past month has been one to remember, and not in the best of ways. The fact that I am able to write about it, means that I have now passed through
Read MoreLife is a blank canvas, and YOU get to paint it any way you like.Your life is your gift;
Read MoreI have a real bee in my bonnet about something. Let me share it with you and you can make up your own mind.
Read MoreI am constantly writing stories in my head… and trust me there’s a lot of content circling around in my brain….
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