These early summer days of late have seen me bogged down with illness, and feeling little fervour for summer days ahead. With this comes a sadness, a sleepiness, and a longing desire to spend the days in bed — watching films in the rain with a bowl of homemade soup. Being always independent (but happy […]
It seems fortuitous that the same month I begin my new job, and in turn a new venture into the literary realm, I lose touch with my vision of immersing myself in a world of books and inspiration. The truth is, this month was largely spent inside, between isolating and waiting for PCR results, to […]
“It is easy to see the beginnings of things, and much harder to see the ends…”
These are the words that begin my favourite piece of writing by my forever muse Joan Didion. They’ve carried me through the many beginnings and ends of my life of late, but this evening I’m unsure of how to take them.
In roundabout, single girl on Valentine’s ways, I guess you could say the February theme of my bookshelf was love. I’m slowing down in my list of books to read in 2022. But it’s giving me time to insert myself into the story and to ask questions about what influence these words are having on me. I also discovered I should probably figure out the genre of the book before launching into it.
I told myself many years ago, when I would still respond to 2am messages with kindness and love that wasn’t deserved, that I would never sit around waiting for someone to text me again. But here I am, some five or six years on. And I can’t shake the lingering feeling in my gut that the worst is yet to come.
When I first returned from Australia, I had to spend a few more days in isolation. Bored of reading and writing and knitting, I took to something I hadn’t been able to do from the confines of my hotel room for the last seven days. I cooked as much as I could. I was in search of the perfect summer recipe.
It’s well known that the best writers are notoriously shite readers. You spend too much time immersed in words for your day-to-day, that you spend very little time sinking into a good book when you clock off for the evening, and there’s no way you’re making it through your list of books to read in […]
The best part about Peaks & Pits lists is there is often little to no context. Sometimes you’ll get the references, sometimes you’ll learn something new. From time to time it’s an inside joke. But I feel like Nestfest was the first event of the summer that really deserved reporting on. Amid the tree-filled parks […]
It’s been a really long time since I’ve written something just for me. Most of the words I have been writing in these last four years have been for others; sharing news, building businesses. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t lost the joy of it all. But when there are moments of […]
It’s one of those days where I just fucking hate Bali. We’re in the middle of a tropical thunderstorm, my friend’s a little homesick, and I just got sexually assaulted while driving my scooter. For the three kilometres I was followed, something didn’t feel right. I slammed on my brakes, letting him pass me twice, […]