How to stop blogging
When you begin to write your story online, it becomes hard to know how to end it. While the story may reach a point of closure,…
When you begin to write your story online, it becomes hard to know how to end it. While the story may reach a point of closure,…
By Gillian Harrison Today I’m chasing an orange Kombi van. From the dirt tracks of Ko-Samui to the gravity defying roads of the Scottish highlands, she…
By Gillian Harrison Strange as it seems, one of my favorite things about returning to work has been the drive. Once upon a time, sitting on…
By Gill Harrison In primary school art class I repeatedly turned even the most promising of my paintings into one big brown blob. Instead, my childhood…
By Karen Charlton I celebrated my 33rd birthday last weekend by having a ripper car fight with my husband and crying into the green woods of…
By Karen Charlton I can hear Ruben stirring – strike that – crying from his room. Either that or a small wolf cub has entered our…
By Karen Charlton A few Tuesdays ago we went into the city for my bestie’s book reading at Readings Carlton. Mum was minding the boys at…
By Karen Charlton We’re all moving on to the internet and in this global village, we have so many Joneses to keep up with. You mightn’t…
By Karen Charlton {Image} After growing up on a diet of Police Academy and Chevy Chase films in the 1980s, it’s any wonder my generation has…
Post by Gillian Harrison I left my children in early 2010. My partner convinced me to take a kid-free holiday to Malaysia for 6 days. I…
By Karen Charlton Anna Funder wrote Stasiland, a tale of life in East Germany under Stasi rule, as ‘an exercise against forgetting’. When the book was…
By Karen Charlton I’m reading in bed. This is where I left off, a book in one hand and a pen and a notepad in the…
Post by Gill Harrison My creative writing lecturers always stressed the writer’s role as researcher. They told us to record stories, collect words, gather conversations, chop…
[Image] All of my gel ink pens have been used up, and I’m reaching the last few pages of my Spirax notebook. It must be the…