In which I get all deep, a bit self-centred and occasionally bonkers
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, […]
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, […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
I am a sentimental old fool. I never shun an opportunity for a decent wallow in nostalgia. Since the departure of both my grannies, this predilection for wistful yearning has grown. The house is punctuated with bits and pieces inherited from my grandmothers (and by punctuated, I mean the sort of punctuation designed for pause – commas, semi-colons and full-stops. I can’t walk along the hallway without having to stop […]
(…it’s me. I was wondering if after all this time you’d like to meet; to go over everything…) SORRY for having not been in touch for an extended time. I haven’t even popped in to to leave a little silly ditty or a scrap of pathetic poetry. I do have an excuse, but I can’t reveal yet what it is. Let’s just call it a project (Ah what’s she up […]
My ten year olds are doing a project called, “My Place in Space”. Helping them with their research has served me up a big dose of ‘cosmic vertigo’, which is (according to the ABC Radio podcast of the same name) “that dizzy felling you get when you think about the incomprehensible scale of space”. It could also be described as having your mind blown. I remember that the infinite scale […]
I saw some teenagers being cruel to a woman in the street. They made horrible comments, laughed and jeered and then turned away without a second thought. She was middle aged, wearing a gold bomber jacket and her hair was a brilliant who-gives-a-fuck orange frizz. She was shorter than my ten year olds and her hands were clenched in little angry fists. But her face betrayed a dismay and embarrassment […]
School goes back tomorrow and I have a serious case of Sunday blues except on a Wednesday. I am grateful that they are back on a Thursday just for two days and then home again for a long weekend. Nothing like easing one back into routine by stuffing up the routine after two days. I mean I can’t possibly pack lunches more than twice in a row just yet. I have […]
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