I’ve always loved creating, and imagining worlds and writing stories was an important part of my childhood. I’ve also always loved reading, and I think that often comes first. When I was little, I’d spend almost every Saturday morning with Dad and my brother at the beach, then in Manly library, trying not to drip... Continue Reading →
Why Mark Tredinnick’s ‘The Little Red Writing Book’ is both the prettiest and ugliest book I own
I wanted to write a post that summarised five or six or seven of the books and websites I most frequently turn to when I need advice on writing. Instead, I got stuck on the first one on my list; The Little Red Writing Book, by Mark Tredinnick. This is probably because I’ve never been... Continue Reading →
Environmental Disaster, Star Signs and Belonging: Inspiration for Children of the Solstice
My first novel, Children of the Solstice, follows the journey of Rory, an Australian teenager who discovers she is part of a secret race of supernatural beings called Elementals. Her excitement at finally finding her place in the world is shattered when she learns that the whole fate of Elementals – and humanity – might... Continue Reading →
Can I write about Aboriginal Australia as a white woman?
The NSW Writers’ Centre’s ‘Newswrite’ Issue 230 had an interesting piece by Adeline Teoh on “the minefield of writing from a cultural viewpoint not your own”. As a white, heterosexual, middle-class woman, I’m only one step away from being the dominant narrative in Australia, but from a young age I remember feeling very passionate and... Continue Reading →