It’s a warm day in late October and the jacarandas are in bloom. Their purple canopies frame my wide street and their scent is mixed with the cut grass and the fumes from the nearby main road. My shopping bagsRead more…
Finding my family in Europe’s least-visited country
We’ve pulled up at a church sandwiched amongst houses. This part of the city, with its winding, incredibly narrow, cobbled streets, feels like a village. There’s no trace of the belching Ladas (the ubiquitous Soviet-era car) and noisy trams thatRead more…
I’m Love Sick: A review of I Love Dick, the epistolary novel genre, and my own break-up
ONE What could be more self-absorbed than a break up? You have a situation which is so very vast, so all-consuming, so devastating, but also so completely related to you. Given the limits to which the empathy of friends/family canRead more…
The power of being ‘not like other girls’
Lately, it feels as though I am standing on the sun, so hot and furious the energy around me burns. It’s a positive energy. I am lit by it. I catch alight and pass the spark onwards. I have beenRead more…
Writing our truths – privilege and identity as an Aboriginal woman
Unless you know me very well, I am unlikely to be the Aboriginal person that you expected. How did a people who are constantly reported on and at the centre of Australian politics, if not the hot issue of theRead more…