Anyone who’s dined at our place will recognise the photo on this page as I am proud to have the largest collection of Sarianti dinnerware and I love it! (If you’re really lucky then you may have a piece or two of your own!) Tanya Sarianti is an award winning artist who also happens to Continue reading
Tag: Wings of Fear
Blue Skies
Just another glorious day in paradise. What’s the weather like with you? 🙂
Back yard blitz
The back yard make-over is almost finished! We still have some re-planting to do and a path of pavers to lay, but hopefully the drainage issues are solved. Next time we get 200 mms of rain in a day Zeus won’t have wet feet! (And GW and I won’t be waiting apprehensively with brooms to Continue reading
RWA Conference Spotlight
I’m in the glare of the Diamonds Are Forever RWA Conference Spotlight! Want to know about my workshop ‘Relentless Conflict? (Ok, ok, I know. The title is pretty much self-explantory 🙂 ) Drop by the Romance Writers of Australia Blog and check it out!
Silent Fear
Silent Fear is another page turner from Katherine Howell. Â Detective Ella Marconi is back at work unravelling a complex crime involving brothels, drugs, and murder. Â Holly, a paramedic, provides the other point of view for the story. It’s a good contrast between the conflicted paramedic and the dedicated detective. As usual the cast of characters Continue reading
Hear me roar
Driving home last night from the Trinity Beach book club meeting I was listening to Tony Delroy on the ABC’s Night Life. His guest was Rachel Ward, chatting about her recent article in the Sydney Morning Herald titled ‘I Am Strong. I Am Invisible.’ Also along for the conversation was researcher Mark Crindle. The gist Continue reading
A rod by any other name?
I understand why editors cringe at some of the analogies writers use to describe intimate male body parts. The poor old penis finds itself being called a rod, a member, a dick, shaft, schlong, old fella, wedding tackle  – all in the pursuit of making it sound sexy and masterful and alluring or, at the Continue reading
Saying g’day might be easier…
One of the delights of living in north Queensland is the laid back connections between people. It would feel wrong not to say g’day to my fellow walkers in the mornings and afternoons. The butcher leans on the counter and discusses the economy (and the lack of tourists) and I suspect he has a better Continue reading
The Fine Colour of Rust
This is a review for the Australian Women Writers Challenge. The Fine Colour of Rust by P.A. O’Reilly. The genre? I’ll call it contemporary fiction with humour – truckloads of it. When we first meet Loretta Boscovic she’s daydreaming about dumping her kids in an orphanage and riding off into the sunset with her dream Continue reading
And still the world turns
It was another glorious sunrise this morning and the first one in a few days I’ve been able to appreciate. I felt a twinge of sadness as it faded into the ordinary light of day. I know I’ll never see another quite the same. The golden intense light rippling over dark and troubled water will Continue reading