She has a Master in Creative Writing, Publishing and Editing from University of Melbourne, and Bachelor in Creative writing from George Washington University.
She currently teaches yoga, Pilates and boxing fitness in Melbourne, Australia.
Angsty Teen Dragon
There weren't always dragons in the Valley … It isn’t like they never existed. But they lived out of sight, in the shadows, blending in with the likes of mortal sapiens, such as you. You know those shadows. The ones that make you flinch when you’re walking home at night. Once you turn around, ready to whack the intruder with your soft, cushiony purse, you realise it’s just a bush. You find yourself foolish because you were about to go all Hannibal Lecter on a shrub that has greyed from the night, making it seem somehow more vulnerable. In the wind, its leaves rustle a mocking turn of phrase. But I am pleased to tell you that in fact, you are right to wield your wouldn’t-hurt-an-intruder weapon. Okay, fine. A purse would hurt if you slammed it with your full force of adrenaline. Happy? Well, back to me. It’s never a bush that startles you.
- Top Story - September 2021
TikTok, booktok, and FantasyTop Story - September 2021
The fantasy novel has a long successful history; however, when print sales dropped in 2012, the online sales flourished, paving a new way for self-publishing. Despite the fluctuating sales, fantasy continues to carry with it a strong fan-base that only adds to story-building worlds. In Australia, the fantasy publishing industry is looked down upon as a “popular” literary genre, separating it from the realistic “literature” that wins awards and promotes prestige. Across the entire publishing industry, fantasy produces strong fandom, creates potential for seriality and has the ability to move fluidly between multiple modes of publishing, especially with the emergence of TikTok and the booktok hashtag.
Meant To Be - Part I
Celia Thomas - Present May 1st, 1986, Thursday Erika and I crammed into the lift, between men in iron-pressed suits, who smelt of coffee. I fiddled with the hem of my pinstriped skirt that matched my oversized blazer. Erika had on a similar combo, but hers was navy. The mandatory skirt or dress rule never seemed to bother her. She liked the way they made her legs look longer.
Naked in the Hay
"The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room," were the last words Mum told me before the Surce came. I knew the window she was referring to, the last window on the barn, the glassless pane that allowed cold and heat to seep into the wooden space.