Rainy day activity. Continue reading Watercolour Postcard
Motion sickness, motorbikes and misidentified animals. A collection of memories from my grandparents’ old farm, Mayfield. Continue reading Mayfield
What not to do…
The second-best worst poem in my creative writing class. I used only the worst of hyperbole, inappropriate metaphors, jarring visuals and plain old bad rhymes. The kid who won though, his was awful – which was a good thing. Continue reading Runner-up in the worst poetry contest
A fictional prose poem I wrote for a class at CSU many moons ago… Continue reading Desperately Seeking at the Greasy Spoon
Write about a smell with no adjectives or adverbs. I failed and put two in, but the rest is on point. Continue reading A place I once lived.
What it’s like being in Sydney this week… Continue reading Rain for days
Last night’s storm reached into my soul and charged me with long overdue motivation. I’m tapping into those veins in the sky for some creative electricity. Continue reading Strike me down