I’ve been a bit slow and thin on the posting of late. Things are a bit busy and hectic around here. I hope to be more settled soon, and back posting. In the meantime, I’ve got a story coming out very soon in Aeon Press’s Box of Delights anthology, alongside … Continue reading →
Sometimes, I love reading the weekend paper. This is from an article by Lance Richardson in the travel section of SMH. The article is about visiting a working ranch in Montana: Later, recognising my struggle to fully command the horse, a fellow rider pulls up beside me and says in … Continue reading →
The best thing about being a chair at a writers festival is that free books arrive in the post. That, and the opportunity to talk to some wonderful writers about their craft, and participate in one of the friendliest writers festivals in Australia. In the last week, the following lovely … Continue reading →
If you want to eat cupcakes, first you must learn to bake cupcakes 🙂 Chocolate cupcakes, of course! Then, you must eat them by the fire, while playing war games involving the constant battle for the territory of Greenland, and sipping tea.
This image is one of five illustrations Jon Bauer did for the 1908 publication of Helena Nyblom’s Svanhamnen. Bauer was a wonderful Swedish artist and illustrator, best known for his illustrations of folk and fairy tales. His detailed, imaginative and emotionally engaging compositions influenced other artists working on children’s illustration, … Continue reading →
Sunday was a lazy day: the first we’ve had in a long time. We stoked the fire, read the papers, indulged ourselves in a long breakfast of conversation. And later, I baked cupcakes. I used to bake cupcakes every week, for the children. It was a ritual I loved. Something … Continue reading →
We went back, on a quieter, cooler day, and with beautiful boy in tow. Here we are contemplating the horizon. Boy, ever the gentlemen, is the one with the backpack.
Next year my novel, Rupetta, will be released through Tartarus Press. It’s been a long time coming, which is a story all on its own. The novel’s main character is a four hundred year old mechanical woman – not a robot – who comes to life/consciousness in 1619. I chose … Continue reading →
Damn! Why doesn’t music – or any other artfrom – truly sustain and nourish those who love it? RIP Amy Winehouse.
Just hatched at the puparium in the Natural History Museum, London: a gynandromorph Papilio Memnon (great mormon) has been born who is, literally, half male and half female. The Museum states that: Insects can become gynandromorphs if the sex chromosomes do not properly separate during the first division of a … Continue reading →