Category: Writing
The Anatomy of My Weird Characters
August 29th, 2017I See Strange People Both my parents were immigrants. It was pretty much all they had in common—they lived together, but were poles apart. She was a staid, walking cliché who struggled to live the Australian way; he thought he was living it because he could fart the national anthem. Dad, the patriot. She didn’t… See More
Why It’s Time for a New Women’s Anthem!
April 14th, 2017I ♥ My Dirty-Girl Mouth I have a potty-mouth. It’s not a bad thing. For a long time, though, I was ashamed of what came out of my bazoo. Why couldn’t I be demure—ladylike, like the fairy-tale damsel? It’s not as if I didn’t try to make nice. We bobby-socked baby-boomers were groomed to. Still,… See More
Why the Lure of Horror Is a Good Thing
April 3rd, 2017A Nightmare on Overwhelm Street The man’s bloodied forearm dangled limply outside the door of his horribly smashed-up car. I slowed down to get a better look at this accident on the other side of the road. The drivers in front of me had also reduced speed, but the stretch ahead of them was clear. No… See More
Psst! How to Curb Your Inner Critic’s Rubbishing
April 8th, 2016SHUUUT UUUUUUUP! And that, my friend, silences the inner critic! As if … Crit does not take directions well, not even with a ‘Please, I am begging you’ tacked on the end. Hiding under the doona doesn’t work either. It’s wormed its way into your head and, ergo, into your bed. Blocking your ears? Nooo… See More