Book Trailer: The Protected
My new novel, The Protected, has a book trailer. True fact. Check it out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rCQdNAgXF4&feature=youtu.be
In which I consider a career in hip hop. For realz.
Last time we met I mentioned that I go to the gym. This is true. I am one of these annoying people who is actually addicted to exercise, specifically I… Read more In which I consider a career in hip hop. For realz. →
Whistle-Blower Edition: The Truth behind the Dragons and NRL
There’s been a fair amount of whistle-blowing in sport lately, in all senses of the word. (See what I did there?) What with drugs of all varieties, bribery, corruption, players… Read more Whistle-Blower Edition: The Truth behind the Dragons and NRL →
Somerset: students, lamingtons and book cakes.
It’s taken me ten days to write this post because I have been having festival withdrawals. I find the weeks following a festival difficult. It’s hard returning to a life… Read more Somerset: students, lamingtons and book cakes. →
Uncovered – On finding the perfect book cover and losing it
Twelve months ago I was going to do a blog about cover design for The Sky So Heavy. But I couldn’t because I was just feeling too many feelings. I’ve always found the process of book-cover design overwhelming. This goes back to high school days and ‘design the cover’ assignments. The expectation that I would put on myself would be crippling, so determined was I to get it perfect. I was a drawer and a reader, so it should have been my thing, right? RIGHT??!! To get it wrong was… Read more Uncovered – On finding the perfect book cover and losing it →
Creativity can be a total bitch.
Philip Seymour Hoffman died. But you probably know that already. People far more eloquent than I have already written many words about it in places like the New Yorker. But… Read more Creativity can be a total bitch. →
Oh the places you’ll go: on clothes and shoes and eating my words
A few weeks ago I made the declaration that ‘You can’t be a feminist and buy fashion magazines’. This is the bit where I backpedal. My grandmother was a dressmaker. To be more specific she made couture gowns for high society in the 60s and 70s. She also made a lot of wedding gowns and taught pattern making at East Sydney Technical College. I have a memory of standing next to her in a department store, probably David Jones, while she made sketches of designer gowns so she could copy… Read more Oh the places you’ll go: on clothes and shoes and eating my words →
What you looking at? On being a dickhead.
Well hello, dear readers. It’s been a while. I was going to spend this blog reminiscing about my top five books of 2013, but instead I am feeling quite cranky about the world and I know that I do my best writing whilst I have a bee in my bonnet*, so here goes. Hey Australian young men, why have you turned into a bunch of aggressive dickheads? Seriously, what’s your beef, exactly? You used to have the reputation of being friendly, ‘laid back’ and slightly inebriated if there’s a cricket match… Read more What you looking at? On being a dickhead. →
