Read / December 2nd, 2008
See here Note: My MA is in Literature, not Children’s Literature, and I got it from Macquarie University, not CSU (My undergraduate degree, though, was from CSU). I feel a little guilty making these corrections, but I just wanted to clear up any misunderstanding before it occurs. Later today I go visit my first primary school in the area,…
Remembering the afflicted; hoping for a cure.
First published June 5th, 2008 The sheets crumple more in winter, I feel. Our bodies sweat as they adjust to the heavier blankets. Sleep may not be as agitated as it is in the Summer, but it is as least as disturbed. Instead of the heat, one of us is invariably suffering from some sort of…
The answer to that questions is: yes, if you’re my son. (Quite a difference to Keira’s reaction to them at the same age!)
Understandably, the 6am flight between Australia’s two biggest cities was full of businessmen and women trying to get that extra snooze in after getting up at some ungodly hour of the morning. So I could feel the inner sighing of some when I hopped on the plane – at the last minute, scraping by –…
While I’m away I will intermittently re-post some of my favourite miscmum entries from over the years – starting with this cheeky little tale from February 2007: What would the resume of a Disney Princess look like? Yes, I’m talking about Disney Princesses again. Actually, I must have become desensitised to their presence in this…
“There is a marvellous peace in not publishing” J. D. Salinger As of now I am on holidays. I am setting this post to publish the very moment our plane is supposed to be taxiing out to the runway. Just me and the kids until next week. Get some quiet, quality time in with my parents before…
Read / November 25th, 2008
I’m being interviewed today by Student Youth Network radio about blogging and my writing and how it all fits together – which will be interesting as I’m still not sure how it all fits together in my life. Very possibly in an unhealthy way, as I’m here last thing at night and ignore my children in the mornings…
As part of my birthday present, I have requested my husband to buy me the above book. I am very possibly the last woman left who hasn’t read it yet and I admit I’ve been holding out for some time. I suppose it’s the snob in me who is reluctant to jump on a fad…