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Eye on Intruders

Eye on Intruders

[This was written during a workshop on Memory, Identity and Magical Realism run by my talented sister, Jenny Hill, at ActsofJennius.com. I highly recommend exploring the offerings there. In this assignment we altered a photograph that had a specific memory associated,...
Revisiting Anam Cara

Revisiting Anam Cara

Twelve years ago, Tod & I visited Anam Cara for a poetry workshop given by my sister, Jenny Hill, and Jack McGuigan. (My main memory of that trip is memorialised in this poem.) When I realised that we’d be in the area this year for the European Juggling...
I am a Novelist

I am a Novelist

Thanks to NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month, I have just written a novel. 50,330 words of fiction. I can call myself a novelist.* I’ve wanted to write a book since I was a little girl reading them by the dozen. For years I’ve skirted around writing...

Kangaroos by Ogden Nash

The kangaroo can jump incredible. He has to jump, because he’s edible. I could not eat a kangaroo, But many fine Australians do. Those with cookbooks as well as boomerangs Prefer him in tasty kangaroo meringues. (Ogden Nash wrote this to be read along with...

At the Library

Today we went out wandering and ended up at one of our local branch libraries. We borrowed some CDs, a book of children’s songs, and a bilingual version of the Japanese constitution with historical commentary. I’m already enjoying the constitution. I am a...