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MWF: the Mid-List Authors Soirée

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.

Melbourne Writers Festival 2014 is here

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 […]

On the one hand

March 10, 2014


'Because,' she said, 'on the one hand, he's this person I had a relationship with.


November 19, 2013


I didn’t blog as much as I wanted to while I was on The Big Trip because a truly poisonous ex was avidly reading everything I wrote online. Even though it was a condition of his bail that he not use social media, he told me that he had found ways around it and had been keeping an eye on my Twitter account.

I Had an Article Published

March 25, 2013


It’s about SlutWalk and the sexual oppression of women. It’s published on We Matter Media and it goes like this: Apparently women who like to have a lot of sex want to be able to be called sluts and call themselves sluts without it being an insult or put down. They want SlutWalk to be both […]

Self-Publishing Is Not The Answer To Everything

March 5, 2013


‘Hey, you know, I was reading about this girl in Albuquerque who made millions self-publishing her book. You should do that.’ ‘Oh yeah, where did you read about that?’ ‘In the paper.’ ‘The newspaper?’ ‘Well. Yeah.’ ‘You know what they write about in the newspaper?’ ‘Um…’ ‘News.’ ‘Yeah…’ ‘You know what the definition of “news” […]

Not a Book Review: Sufficient Grace

February 28, 2013


On the long flight from Australia to Montréal I read Amy Espeseth’s debut novel Sufficient Grace. And I loved it. Reading it was a beautiful experience: from the contained poetry of the title and the delicately brutal cover art, the sweet and shocking opening scene, all the way to the horrifying final realisation of the […]