Life

  • Krissy Kneen. Melbourne Writers Festival

    Fear of judgement. I could fill a page with all the times it’s crippled me. All the times I wanted to do something but didn’t, all the ways I could have grown in this life of mine if only I’d… Continue reading

  • John Marsden. Melbourne Writers Festival, 2018

    Recently, a friend asked me if I’d ever experienced a ‘sliding doors’ moment. I didn’t even have to think about what my answer would be. I rattled off a moment from the past where a right turn, instead of the… Continue reading

  • Coming Home

    Let this heart I wear on my sleeve draw all of its letters in the sand… not just the ones I think you will like me for. And in that sand, let there be scribbles of the past, the present,… Continue reading

  • The Rose

    The rose began to wither, in her heart of woven gold, the ocean melted in her eyes for stories never told. The window shone the morning bright, not once did she look there, the darkness had become her and the… Continue reading

  • Riding In Trains With Girls

    Australia is out the window and I’m feeling every bit of it. The wobble of a train-shaken gut, the blur of gum trees and their naked cousins—every element of this three-hour train ride seems to be working together, whipping me into… Continue reading

  • The Voice

    We are like two dots on a musical theatre map of the world. And every time I fall into a moment where it’s just him and me, and all the musical love hearts…I just can’t help but feel changed. Allow… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 31. The Land of Darling

    Come with me to the land of darling. A place where night-lights watch over sleeping babes. A place where laughter skips ’round the edge of the world, looking for a new soul to leap into when the time is right.… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 30. Life

    Guys. What happens on the days that darling says NO. Today is not your day for darling things. No way. No how. WELL! Let me tell you what happens on those days. You get out your headphones and you go… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 29: Dance.

    Dinner time arrives and the darling of the day is yet to find me. Yet to whisper its sweet melody into my ready ear. But…wait. Darling, in an instant? Music blaring from the iPod dock. The story of my youth—… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 28. Me Time

    Darling is the wife, the mum, the daughter, the friend who says: Tonight is my gift to me. Tonight it will be only me. In a cosy room. With candles. Tea. Chocolate. And music. (You know I’d never forget the… Continue reading