“Look, mum! Australia!”

Keira said those above words after she took her first bite out of a cheese sandwich yesterday. And, by gum, I think she’s right. See?  

Emerging Writers’ Festival – come see me at Federation Square!

I’ve been accepted to be part of The Page Parlour at the Emerging Writers’ Festival (on top of my other hosting duties). What is it, you ask? The Page Parlour will feature over forty stall holders selling everything from posters to mooks, from zines to literary journals. This is the only place to stock up…

The Tower of London; 19th September 1995.

Up until I was sixteen years old I saved every penny I earned at my job at McDonalds in order to travel overseas between when year eleven stopped (Term 3) and I believe the HSC (final year) ‘technically’ began (Term 4). Mum and dad helped with the fare too, frankly I think because they were amazed…