I Have Spent Lockdown Delivering Packages of Joy
As the third wave of Covid sweeps Australia, my city falls into lockdown for the first time in over a year. I think it came as a bit of a shock to my community. The delta variant had been running rampant in the regions surrounding us for months and we had remained untouched for so long. We built up a sense of invincibility that was suddenly shattered as they announced the first case within our borders.
This is How to Untangle Your Mind With a Journal
I was about sixteen when I realised that my mind is a ball of wool and anxiety is the cat that plays with it until it is an unrecognisable mess.
Writing Letters to Strangers
Today I left a letter in a park for a stranger to find. It was typed on a single sheet of paper with a typewriter. It was spritzed with one of my favourite perfumes and tucked in an envelope, read me inscribed on the front.
Every Writer Should Have a Story Garden
I have a little garden of ideas tucked away in a Onenote notebook. In this garden, I grow seeds of story. Some of them are lines of dialogue, while others are anecdotes. Some are quirks of taste or personality. Some are character features. I have philosophical ideas, pet peeves, rants. Fears and goals and dreams, waiting to be assigned to one of the little fictional people floating in my head. I plant them in my garden when they first come to me and there they stay until the time when I decide that they are right for a particular story. Then I get out my pruning shears and cut them free.