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: words and phrases
Regrouping
Something happened. And I want to tell you about that something, only I’m having trouble working out how to tell you what I have learned from that something, without the other people who were around being able to read anything … Continue reading
Another way of looking at it
He says: ‘Mum, ever since you’ve got that computer you’ve just been living on it.’ I reply: ‘I’m trying to get my book written, I need to work really hard on it, otherwise I will never finish it.’ He asks: … Continue reading
Posted in Writing
Tagged being a daughter, being a mother (good-bad-indifferent), words and phrases
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Warning: reading this post may change your life
Menus doesn’t rhyme with Venus.
Tagged words and phrases
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And on the way home we got rained on
Did you know that there is a Roald Dahl Museum and Story Centre? Neither did I. But there is. These dudes, Clewis Productions seem to be associated with it, and we went to their Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes which was … Continue reading
Posted in being, Blogopera, comedy, Reading, Writing
Tagged books and reading, edinburgh festival fringe, Edinburgh Fringe Festival, theatre, words and phrases
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Rhymes with…
eternity but not maternity, paternity or modernity got anything?
English as she is spoke
They are playing Poptropica again and when they ‘customise’ their avatars, my little boys say ‘costume-ise’.
A short rant
One thing giving me the shits is this whole ‘oh, look at twitter, isn’t that amazing? All these people writing things in 140 characters or less.’ Brevity is nothing new, peeps. Haiku, anyone? And shock. Brevity nurtures wit. Really? Oscar … Continue reading
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Tagged facebook, pedantry, poetry, the internets, twitter, words and phrases
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Brains, amazing they be, no?
And just as I turned off the light, the thought, unbidden, came: the plural of spouse is spice.
Meanwhile, at the desk of the woman who is always complaining there isn't enough time…
So, we need to decide on a spelling. Is it ‘yous’ or ‘youse’? PS And don’t be smart – it isn’t ‘use’.
