The story so far
I'm from Adelaide, but I'm living in Abu Dhabi right now. One day, I saw a gold leaf four wheel drive. It made me cry.
My first novel, Black Dust Dancing, was published by Wakefield Press in March 2009. It looks like this:
Tag Archives: life goes on
One foot in front of the other
Yesterday, as we were watching the final soccer trials, I moved from chatting to conversation with a woman I would count amongst my Abu Dhabi friends, though I don’t know her all that well. One thing led to another, as … Continue reading
Every cloud and so on
I’ve had an interesting realisation this afternoon. Another sign that I am moving on, that my life is no longer dominated by my grief. A blergh thing happened today, and it’s left me a little blergh. But just now I … Continue reading
Tagged grief, life and death, life goes on
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One year down, one to go
I took the lads back to Berri (the mister’s home turf) via Adelaide for Christmas while the mister stayed here Abu Dhabi. Landing in Australia, putting credit back on my Australian SIM card, I felt the relief that you feel … Continue reading
Posted in Adelaide (far) from Adelaide, being, Dispatches
Tagged Christmas, family, friends, grief, life goes on
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Music and words
It is my mother’s birthday today. This time last year, Dad was still able – just – to take my brother and I out for tea and raise his glass in a toast, although he barely ate a thing. I … Continue reading
Holiday reading
… ‘It’s as beautifully sad as a Paul Kelly song,’ I said to the mister when I went back inside to get a mid-book snack (dried peach) and refresh my cup of tea (green). We’ve known each other a long … Continue reading
Sunday night again
Not much to say, really. Deciding whether to watch Grey’s Anatomy or get an early night. Have to get up in the morning to make lunches for school. Rock n roll.
