• Monday musings,  News

    Five years!

    It’s been five years since I started freelancing. Or at least it was on Saturday. Five years. Wow. A lot can happen in five years. I started freelancing because I knew it would take awhile to get my foot in the door and work in-house and also because I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to. Freelancing is great – it allows me to work with a lot of different people, it allows me to meet different people and it allows me to mentor some and be mentored by others. It allows me to try new things and to keep constantly learning. And I am reminded that it also means that…

  • Monday musings

    Exploring East Fremantle

    “Ten minutes or so,” the guy at the pizza place says. I nod and walk out. And then walk on. Down Canning Highway, towards Freo. I should have known that when I started out to the pizzeria and found out that the girl at number 196 keeps chickens (who by comparison in size to Trouble the cat MUST be over 5 kilos), that I would go exploring today. And so I walk past the carpark of the swim school where either someone has bled to death after an accident or dropped a jar of tomato sauce while loading groceries into the car because there was bright red on grey splashed…

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    Monday musing: The Other Writer

    There’s a girl in Dome, a-sitting and a-writing in the corner, sharp as a tack and watching everything. And so I look up from my laptop and catch her and I know she’s people watching and writing about the two friends next to her, the guy who strikes up a conversation with the barista, the weird regular in the corner who has to keep counting to himself and who likes numbers and needs to know the time. And she is writing about me. I know that look of feigned disinterest and don’t-mind-me-I’m-in-another-world-minding-my-own-business-here because I have worn it so many times. And she has written pages and pages, trying not to…

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    Monday musings

    My love affair with books

    Inspired by the fact that Fremantle’s Dymocks has just closed. Posted here because people found it on Facebook and loved it and asked that it was posted on the blog. So here is a Monday Musing about my love affair with books and travelling. ———————– When I was a girl, we were a travelling family, almost a caravan circus, flying everywhere so we could learn what it was like somewhere else, what other ways of being there were. And there was a place we would stop, in equally hot, humid Singapore and there we were running in between the shelves and racks in Borders on Orchard Road. And I read…