The two week holiday over December and January has been huge, with two house guests and kids on trips away and then back and then a full table for Christmas lunch. It was perfect and by perfect I mean it was perfectly fun with all sorts of imperfections that made it wonderful. I don’t like …
Last year I judged a Youth Literacy Competition for schooled aged refugee children in Dandenong, Melbourne, Victoria as a part of the STAR Club (Students Taking on Active Role) at the Southern Migrant and Refugee Centre. The STAR club provides support to students with literacy, numeracy and study skills, help build confidence, self-esteem and feelings …
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I read an article today about a poet who plagiarised another person’s work and managed to get a book deal out of it until someone recognised a poem written by another and a whole shit storm happened. Yes, that’s terrible and rude and lazy and more but this post isn’t about the plagiarising of the …
There is a time of the day when I am filled with creative possibility. It’s usually at night, after dinner, having the last cup of tea for the day. I have so many ideas and worry I am running out of time and I am low on talent to create them all. But inspiration is …
I have been in Deep Work mode on my book and TV work, surfacing only to tend to my indoor plants and new garden beds. Gardening is healing, humbling, and it is hard work. Each morning after gardening, I wake with heavy arms, sore hips or knees groaning in protestation, with that pleasant ache from being useful. I …
I have been thinking about giving up writing because I have no self-control. I was also thinking of getting checked for late on-set ADD. I had to force myself to finish my personal writing work. I would find distractions and excuses everywhere. I would clean the microwave, lose hours on social media, anything to run …
What happens when someone stops feeding their blog and it dies, much like a Tamagotchi from the 1980’s? Perhaps it’s ghost stays online forever, particularly if it’s on the old Blogger or Blogspot platform. Or some are eaten by another blog, new ideas and new ventures, and some, those whose parent no longer want to …
A long time ago, when woolly mammoths were a big thing, loneliness was an important feeling that existed to remind us that it isn\’t safe to be away from the tribe. It beat at our chests and heads, warning us that pain is out there, a loss is out there, even death, perhaps from one …
Yes, finally my very own social media channel where I don\’t have to deal with bigots or racists, or self-serving idiots with no critical thinking skills or self-awareness. In the light of the news that social media is apparently making us stupider and less tolerate, and that it is addictive as a hit of cocaine …
There is a Serbian word, that translated to the feeling of contentment and bliss, that delicious sense of oneness with the universe when performing simple pleasures. Those small moments that add up to a fulfilled life. A contented life. I wondered if this is pottering, the Serbian way.One of my main skills in life is …