Flashback to my first book of poetry, Defenestration, published in 1997. Now back in print. ~~~ Ever since I learnt to read, I wanted to be a writer. When I was a kid I would write and illustrate my own stories. I'd make them into books and try to make... Read more →

The words are an excerpt from Flight, a poem I have been working on recently. Birds are incredible. I love the way ducks effortlessly glide across the water and then cheekily come looking for bread crumbs. Let me know what you think of the poem in the comments. Read more →

Flashback to my first book of poetry, Defenestration, published in 1997. Now back in print. ~~~ Books. It's always been about books for me. Reading them. Making them. Writing them. Collecting them. Lending them. Borrowing them. The written word opening doors and taking me to new worlds. When I was... Read more →

This poem is a collaboration. I recorded the words said by my fellow campers during one of the games we played at the Spring Wild by Nature Village Camp run by Firekeepers last week. The next camp is in January next year. See you there. I sat in the light... Read more →

I've been writing poetry again recently. Delighting in crafting songs with words to describe the world I see. I've been wanting to share them here for a while now but couldn't figure out how to do it. Instagram inspired me to type up the poem, photo style and then I... Read more →

On the weekend I flew to Adelaide to celebrate 10 years of Ginninderra Press in Port Adelaide. The press has grown from humble beginnings in a spare bedroom in Canberra into a successful publishing house. Wild, an anthology of poetry was created to celebrate the milestone and it was launched... Read more →

After attending a writing workshop a couple of weekends ago, my head is full of ideas for writing new stories. I spent two days at the Abbotsford Convent with Australian author Judith Rossell (I adore her Still Montgomery books) and fifteen other aspiring authors. We were there to learn how... Read more →

I've always written. Ever since I was a kid I've had a pen in hand scribbling furiously on a piece of paper to try and catch my ideas. When I was younger my pen could never keep up with my racing thoughts. Now I'm older, my thoughts are slower and... Read more →

On the weekend I piled into the car with hubby and the girls for the 3.5 hour drive to Albury. We stopped along the way in Euroa, my favourite country town and stocked up on books from the fabulous second bookshop. When we got to Albury we had enough time... Read more →

I was half asleep the morning I grabbed my phone to check my emails. It's my daily before breakfast ritual. My thumbs flicked on one from Amanda Soule Blake before my brain registered what was happening. I started to read the email and light suddenly dawned. This was an email... Read more →