Today was my second day at the Brisbane Writers Festival, and my third year working here as part of the team. I’d first attended four years ago, courtesy of a pair of tickets I’d won off Twitter from the ABC. I’ve always loved the atmosphere, the fact that I got to talk to other people […]

Last weekend was goddamn awful. Luckily, I had a good week to back it up, and I’m seeing the QSO playing Tchaikovsky and Saint Saens tomorrow after a meeting with my supervisor so hopefully it’s all looking up from now. This song, by Sara Bareilles, as well as the video, always makes me smile. Sometimes […]

I finished and submitted a piece this week about the way in which women’s intelligence is seen by men (especially in the realm of dating). The piece was born out of frustration, but I guess life decided to play a joke on me, very kindly allowing me to experience some more examples of what I’d […]

Caution: this post contains thoughts and words on suicide and depression. Please read with care, and if you do need to talk to a professional, contact the appropriate mental health service in your country. If I know you personally, please do not hesitate to give me a nudge if you need to talk. Interning for […]

Because, what’s the point in them being happy now if they’re going to be sad later?

The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later.

– The Doctor (11)

Dear LeeLoo, At some point we’ll have to start calling you by your actual name, instead of reserving it for times when you’ve done something wrong (which, admittedly, is quite often, at the moment). You’re not even two yet, but your mother swears you said my name the other day, and you’re running around the […]

One of my first piano teachers told me that I would never been a good pianist or cellist because my hands were too small. Honestly, my hands are┬ácomparatively tiny, and my pinky finger is horribly disproportionate compared to the rest of my fingers, which has always made vibrato on fourth finger difficult. But I’m glad […]