I woke up this morning to find I had been tagged in an awesome yet terrifying tweet — a friend of mine had included me and my anthology, “Dark Winds Over Wellington,” in a list of must-read female dark fiction writers. I’ve read all of the other books she listed and they are absolutely tremendous.
Flash fiction challenge: 500 word romance using the word “spring.” I’ve done it again. Just like I always do. My mouth was in gear but my brain was in neutral, saying words I didn’t really mean. It’s hard for me. I’m not like you, I’m much more emotional. You twist me around like a coiled spring, wind me up
(Header image taken from NZBC poster.) This Wednesday just past, I was extremely privileged to see Lani Wendt Young deliver her lecture for the New Zealand Book Council in Wellington. Stories from the Wild: Reading and Writing in the Digital Age discussed the importance of representation in literature, called out the underlying racism and unnecessary
Originally published in 2015 under the title ‘Landfall’, cli-fi novella ‘Where We Land’ by Tim Jones is quick to read but slow to leave you. Focusing on two very different characters — Bengali refugee Nasimul Rahman and young New Zealander Donna, a shop assistant and volunteer for the Shore Patrol — ‘Where We Land’ is set in
Wellington’s premier annual food festival ‘Welly On A Plate‘ (WoaP) begins today for the whole of August. Dine Wellington runs for the first two weeks from the 1st to the 16th. Burger Wellington runs for the second two weeks of August from the 17th to the 31st. I highly recommend checking it out if you
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Do you ever revisit things you’ve written in the past and turn them into something new? Snippets and thoughts that started life as something else, only to be repurposed. I do. Especially with my poetry. In fact, most of my poems are curious little Frankenstein’s Monsters of lines and ideas I’ve pasted together — stealing