I’m not sure if you’ve ever noticed this mental phenomena or if it even has a name, but hopefully I’ll describe it in a way that makes sense.
You might regularly pass along a street and so the facades of buildings…
Since I’ve returned to Adelaide I’ve had opportunity to host a few guests as part of CouchSurfing, the program that introduced me to Sid, Ninnu, Ronja and a whole bunch of other lovely people. Regularly, conversation with my international visitors…
Back in the sunless days when I lived in Finland, I started thinking an awful lot about how great Adelaide is. Then I realised that I only know a tiny bit about my hometown. I have my favourite parks, streets,…
Slice up fruit. It has the familiarity of a lover on Saturday mornings.
Add the muesli that you made by hand, roasted, toasted, made the most of: oats, triticale, pepita, sunflower, sesame, coconut, almond and cinnamon (call it kaneli, Suomi style).…
I could, today, have turned catlike as I lay in the sun. One sip of tea, a turn of a page and then stretch, inch the blanket back into the light and away from the shade. Tending towards the feline,…
zine fair preview by Fighting Tiger.
If you happen to be DIYing or Zineing* for the Adelaide Fringe / Ministry of Zines Zine Fair this Saturday there’s going to be a last minute Collation Collation at my house this Friday evening from 6.30pm.
Not…
So, it was not with a bang, not with a vengeance, but with more of a certain indulgence of memory as she experienced and remembered the way it had felt against the back of her throat. Laughing, dancing, flirting and…
I figured that this time would come. I’d start working fulltime again and the morning pages and the energy and drive to create would pretty much disappear.
Which is bad. It’s been a crazy three weeks. I should have been writing…