March 4, 2015
One day when I was four or five I was at some sort of party. The party wasn’t to do with me, so I don’t remember what it was about. I was grumpy about something, probably just that I had to leave the commune.
February 11, 2015
Last week was the third time I’ve burned myself rather seriously. This time I was stirring coffee grounds into a plungerful of boiling water and, with the spoon, punched straight through the glass.
August 28, 2014
Last Saturday, Melbourne writer Mel Campbell hosted an event of her creation, the Mid-List Author Soiree, at MWF. It was built around Mel wanting to bring together writers like she is: people who write for a living but aren’t blockbuster successes. Or, in other words, almost all working writers.
August 22, 2014
The Melbourne Writers Festival Hub this is Optic Kitchen and Bar at Federation Square. As of today it’s decked out in MWF 2014’s gorgeous vibrant-without-jarring yellow banners and flags and posters and custom cut booth covers. Kudos to whoever came up with the booth covers. They look awesome. I’ve spent a lot of time at […]