I’m a sucker for a hero. It makes my heart softer when I see an heroic act, even if it’s something small. In a car park near the marina we have a pair of nesting Masked Lapwings (don’t you love that name – it sounds like a bushranger and way more romantic than a Plover!) Continue reading
Tag: Burning Lies
Shockin’ Frockin’
Frocktober is almost done, but for the Romancing the Frock crew we’ve had one last push to reach our fund raising goals. If you haven’t already donated then please click on the link and dig deep for a great cause. Ovarian Cancer is an insidious disease which is all too often diagnosed late. You can find Continue reading
Life’s like that…
I’m back! Apologies for my unscheduled absence, but there simply haven’t been enough hours in the day for the last few weeks. It started with GenreCon and hasn’t let up since. If you missed out on GenreCon then put it in your diary for next year or 2015 as it’s a wonderful celebration of Genre Continue reading
I’m frocking up for Frocktober!
Coincidences and those déja vu moments when I find myself pre-empting what will happen next have been a regular part of my life. I’m never quite sure what to make of them, but these days I go with the flow. My head tells me they are just a part of a busy mind that dredges Continue reading
Weddings always make me cry…
Okay, I’ll put my hand up. I cry at weddings. I tear up when I see the groom surrounded by his posse of groomsmen, eager young men milling at the front of the church, their overly loud laughter masking a certain anxiousness while the main man tries to stay aloof from the tomfoolery. My eyes Continue reading
Brisbane Writers Festival
Life has been crazy to the point of overload for the past month, but finally I have time to sit and write a blog post – although a short one. The departures hall of Melbourne International Airport is full of happy travellers. I have a power point for charging my laptop and phone so I’m Continue reading
Riding the Waves in Freo!
Sadly I wasn’t actually riding waves at Fremantle – and it was a little too chilly anyway – but I did have a fabulous weekend celebrating romance at the RWA conference. As usual it was uplifting, frenetic and fabulous! Thank you and well done to the conference team. It’s a huge undertaking for a group Continue reading
Final leg
We did it! Cairns to Brisbane in 14 days. Now there’s just enough time to visit Mum in hospital, sort out a mooring, clean the boat, finish a book, pack, and then fly to Freo on Thursday for the RWA conference. The journey’s been a little frenetic at times and with a strong wind warning Continue reading
What’s a dog to do!
This journey is something of a flyer so there hasn’t been much time to stop and enjoy.Thankfully moving at 5 kts means we can take in the scenery as we go and the whales, ever obliging, came to us! But if it weren’t for Zeus we would have carried on sailing without stopping so I’m Continue reading
Well howdy, landlubbers
Ahoy me hearties, it’s me Zeus, the Salty Old Sea Dog. Capt G and Helene are snoring their heads off after a hectic couple of days. I have no idea why they find night sailing at all tiring or stressful. I thought it was pretty darned cool talking to the US Navy ships last night. Continue reading