A few years ago, I did some time as a casual childcare educator. Wait that sounds like I went to prison. No, no. I graduated from a GD in Early Childhood Education, and before I worked as a kindergarten teacher, I worked in different childcare centres around Melbourne. Most nights, I’d get a text about … Continue reading “You’re Fired.”
Today’s prompt: "Hatred is the absence of love." Again, I just let the words flow, and I think I like it. Please do let me know what you think.
Imposter Syndrome is a real thing. When it takes hold of you, it attempts to convince you that you don’t know what you’re doing, that you’re not really a writer, that everyone else is much more talented than you, that you have no business pretending you’re a writer, that you should just give up. But … Continue reading You are a writer.
I’ve been wearing glasses since I was only ten. I still remember the moment I realised I needed them. I was watching the AFL – I don’t remember who was playing; my memory isn’t that good – and I asked my mum, “What’s the score?” She looked at me funny, and said, “Why are you … Continue reading “I Can See Clearly Now…”
Today’s prompt: “Write the saddest scene you can think of between a boy and a girl. Except this is the first time they’ve met.” It took me a while to decide what I thought was the saddest scene, but I'm happy with the end result. Please let me know what you think.
I’ve read a lot of books this year that I’d been anticipating for a long while. Books that were either released this year, or I’d heard about over and over again through the years. And, I’ll tell you what, for the most part, I’ve been disappointed. My expectations haven’t been met. These books that I … Continue reading No Accounting for Taste
When I was in high school, my aunt’s uncle had a white van and he was basically my family’s bus service. By ‘my family,’ I mean me and my siblings, plus all of my cousins. Honestly, I think we all spent some time in that van – some of us for years, others for just … Continue reading “Eyes Wide Shut”
Today’s prompt: "My wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder two years ago." I started writing, and it went somewhere different than I was expecting, but I think I like it. Anyway, please do let me know what you think.
As I spend my days working on the plot of my book, and writing chapter outlines in time for a rewrite for NaNoWriMo, this quote keeps running through my mind. Whenever I think of my story, and my characters, and the world I’ve created, it makes me happy. I’m proud of the work I’ve done … Continue reading ‘Comparison is the thief of joy.’ – Theodore Roosevelt
Eleven years ago, my family and I were having dinner at my uncle’s house. It was a great time. The feast was delicious. My uncle’s wife is a master of the kitchen. We left their house pretty late, for a Thursday night. Mainly because we only lived a street away. We were all exhausted by … Continue reading “Let it Go, Let it Go…”