Retreat

At the beginning of September I joined a group of writing friends for a week-long retreat at a rented house in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales. The five of us originally met on a writing residency at Varuna in 2016, and have stayed in touch since then. The Sunday before leaving Melbourne, I sent off a grant application I’d been working on, and I had no other outstanding deadlines looming. I had a clean slate and a clear head, and decided I’d start a brand new short story in my week away. I wanted it to be an … Continue reading Retreat

‘How to Maintain a Thriving Writers Group’

I re-blogged a post from the Elwood Writers site yesterday, and the links in the preview of the original post got corrupted in the reblogging. I’ve no idea why. Maybe Elwood Writers could investigate. Anyway, I like a nice clean post so thought I’d try a different approach. Here goes: I’ve written the October guest post for the blog on Lee Kofman’s website. ‘How to Maintain a Thriving Writers Group’ is online now at The Writing Life. According to Elwood Writers, the post ‘offers practical tips to anyone thinking of starting a group, or for those who want to inject … Continue reading ‘How to Maintain a Thriving Writers Group’

Launch of Every Second Tuesday

We are delighted to have the Elwood Writers group – Jennifer Bryce, Margaret McCaffrey, Helen McDonald and Barry Lee Thompson – join us online to discuss Every Second Tuesday. A new anthology of poetry, fiction and memoir, this kaleidoscope of stories spans the globe from the trenches of France in World War One to a dystopian Australia, via contemporary Harlem and the streets of northern England. Elwood Writers will chat about their book and their group with award-winning local author Lee Kofman. Readings Books Join me and the other members of Elwood Writers in conversation online on Wednesday 9 December at … Continue reading Launch of Every Second Tuesday

Playful Arrangements | from Roomers #59

He’s up with the birds, usually. Before them, even. Reeling at the shock of cold water splashes on pasty skin. This is always where the day starts: staring out into the sky, into the depths of dark yard silence. Waiting for light to peel over the edges. In this way, he considers the things done the day before, and how these activities might easily become those for the day ahead. He could visit once again the strangers who live by the bridge. He could stare along the river’s reach, towards the lumbering shipyards, and at the fishermen dotting the rocks. … Continue reading Playful Arrangements | from Roomers #59