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Meg Bignell

I am a farmer's wife, mother, writer and actor who thinks too much, dreams too much and swears too much.

THE AGE BEFORE MIDDLE AGE

Well hello there! I’ve been off on other novel planets for a short but intense while, and have emerged to discover that I am 44. FORTY-FOUR. That was the footy number of my first love. I was eighteen then, and from my devoted position on the boundary of freezing Launceston footy fields, the idea of actually being forty-four had not entered my consciousness. But here I am. Saying things like, […]

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THE SPARKLE PAGES

Dear Megoracle Friends, I am writing to share the unfathomable news that TODAY (dum-di-dum) my novel came off the printing presses (if that’s what they still use for printing books), into boxes, out the door and into the hands of my publisher. Hip hip horatio and all his happy friends. This means that I have to stop waking in the night to wonder whether I could have worded something better, […]

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A WIGWAM FOR A GOOSE’S BRIDLE

Having lived all my life in country towns, I thought I had a solid collection of good old fashioned idoms and expressions. ‘I can’t, I’ve got a bone in my leg,’ is one example, used by my father when he’s asked to do something he’d rather not. ‘That wind would blow a sailor of your sister,’ is another. But when, for research purposes, I recently asked a group of Australians (via […]

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WHAT THIS OLD THING?

I’ve made a rash resolution. Quite loudly, to a number of people, which means there’s no going back. So I might as well put it here too, just to firm up my resolve even further. Here it is: I will stop buying new clothes. I’m not a massive shopper by any means, but I probably have a higher wardrobe turnover than the average person. I’m not very good at planning […]

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Getting Screechy About Screentime

I thought I’d posted this song before but looking back, perhaps I didn’t. It’s more like an essay than a song, because it’s on the subject of screen time, something I can get very verbose about. In a shrill way. Perhaps setting it to music wasn’t such a good choice. No one likes a preachy, shrill song. But dammit I seem to be fighting the screentime battle more and more […]

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Morning Walks With Friends

My oldest friend and I recently discovered that we were walking at the same time, most days, in different parts of the same city. So she altered her route to fit mine and happily, we walked together a few mornings a week. It’s been so long since we had regular catch ups—about twenty years in fact, when we lived together as uni students, and these days it’s a rare thing to […]

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BOOK NEWS

So I thought I’d write a little update about how my book is progressing. Is that interesting? Probably not. I haven’t talked too much about it because it felt a bit braggy, but then I thought about how interested I am in the process of writing books and thought it might be worth a post. It’s about all I’ve had time to think about beyond daily life anyway. There’s been no […]

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“I AM SO FUCKING FURIOUS”

Please understand that there will be no cohesive argument here, no referenced research, planned approach, catalogued stats or learned commentary. No manners. Just raw, unadulterated, absolute had enoughness. “I am so fucking furious” a wise woman said to me today, which is precisely how I feel after all the horrible crimes committed by men against women that are in the news at the moment (and every moment). My wise woman […]

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Upside Down

One of my daughters has a thing for being upside down. She is often just a pair of feet on the headrest of the couch. If you say her name, the feet will jig about a bit but there’s not likely to be any further response. It’s as if she’s in her own upside down world. I just tried the upside down on the couch pose and it wasn’t unpleasant […]

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Why I’ve Been So Quiet…

Bear with me, this will take a bit of explaining. So about five years ago I was training for a half marathon. I didn’t enjoy this training one bit. I don’t like running at all and these days I only run if: 1) there’s an emergency, 2) I’m putting a cow back in or 3) the children want me to play monopoly. But I’d committed  to the fundraising event and […]

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