How To Increase Your Community’s Creativity

Last week, I was at the Glen Street Theatre talking on a panel discussing community art and creativity. I was joined by fellow passionate community creatives: public artist Greg Stonehouse, architect and illustrator Miguel Gonzalez, and Aboriginal art advocate Aunty Clair Jackson. Our task was to read and comment on…

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Submissions Now Open!

Last year I was one of a dozen passionate creatives invited to a council think tank about arts and creativity on Sydney’s Northern Beaches. At the end of the night I was inspired, so went home and brainstormed practical ways to increase my community’s participation in the arts, since that…

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When Death Snaps At Our Heels

Life can be over in an instant. Last Tuesday, I almost lost mine. If it wasn’t for a lucky moment or two, I would have smashed into the rocks at Manly’s South Steyne and drowned. Poetically, this was the same day I blogged about loving nature, because it helped me…

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The Importance of Place

In 2001, I immigrated to Australia for love. I didn’t realise how much I was giving up. The first year was the hardest. I lost friends. I lost family. My qualifications and experience weren’t recognised here. I had a degree with honours and two diplomas but found myself working menial…

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A Year in the Life…

Every year I work at building my career as a writer. There’s no grand plan, just a desire to reach out to readers where possible, share my experiences and gain new ones. My main method is to ‘say yes to everything’ and see how it goes. Which is why 2018…

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Free Story! ‘The Final Squeeze’

This week, I’m over on Antipodean SF with my drabble ‘The Final Squeeze‘. A drabble is a short story of exactly 100 words. To write one is a test of skill and storytelling! Here’s the beginning: Skyscrapers collapsed into the oceans. Meteors lit the Anderson’s faces. Their neighbour’s escape pod…

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Are We Destined To Do What We Do?

Last week, my eleven-year-old daughter came home with the news that she’d been sent to the principal’s office. When she told me, I didn’t know how to react. The exact same thing had happened to me when I was her age – except for my daughter at least there’d been…

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