A very interesting person left this in the comments on my site – and I like it very much so I’m posting. Art! Art! If you have the guts… Thanks Mai. There’s something in there for us all.

feet first into the night forest of you they click and touch and lean and shove. sometimes, one lying next to one, they just disappear. want next to chocolate is nothing like want next to him. want next to kiss is a whole different thing. kiss and touch and slide are nothing like the skin [...]

“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” Margaret Atwood.

the reconstruction of memory itself I’ve been listening to this radio lab episode again on memory and forgetting. Below is a print a friend made for me years ago – a horizon spread out across tissue paper and sticks, old wallpaper and maps and faint pencil  - the reconstruction of memory itself. The artist’s name is [...]

Melbourne Street Knitters have come to my suburb. You can find them on facebook. And on the streets knitting little revolutions.  It’s strange, and I’m not exactly sure why, but I really love it when inanimate objects wear jumpers.      

and sometimes the night will be full of stars with no hearts left, the kind of stars that don’t read poetry, the kind of stars that drink too much beer and light one smoke from the next and fill the sky with grey. don’t wish on those stars. wait. the tender-hearted stars will come out. [...]

So the question for last Sunday was –  just how much creative trouble are you in when you find yourself in Officeworks at 9 am, thinking that you could write the next scene in your novel if only you had an electronic label maker?   Quite a bit. * But then I met a group of [...]

Hello there. I hope you’re having a lovely day.   Some news from me.   Graffiti moon comes out in the UK  with Hodder Children’s Books in July this year. Very exciting. I love the little bird that’s about to land on my name. I think that everyone should have a little bird about to [...]