And On The Fifth Day She Rose Again

Hola! Well, let’s see: I’m dressed, I’ve eaten, I’ve put a load of washing on, I’ve gotten the kids off to school. I consider that progress. Naturally, work of all kinds (blogging and writing) has been put on the backburner, and while I think I have either accounted for, or put off, everything I needed…

The Sound of Silence: Journeys Through Miscarriage

I have an essay called ‘If The Blood Had Come’ coming out next month in The Sound of Silence: Journeys Through Miscarriage. The anthology has twenty-two women, including my friend Tiff, recall their painful experiences and share the insight these provided. The book trailer explains further: I won’t say too much at this point what…

Germs and Gymnastics… Oh, and Father’s Day

Yesterday saw Keira and I rise and drive two-and-a-half hours to regional Victoria so she could participate in her first Gymnastics tournament and I could sit on a wooden bench for three hours only to turn around and drive another two-and-a-half hours home again so we could go to a friend’s 40th birthday party. Sounds…