After I wrote that last blog post I knew what you were thinking—I was a dill. I knew it was time to stop mucking around. No more...

Hello again, my lovely literate legends! Yes, I'm back from the writing trenches, towing a dumpster of mixed metaphors to describe the...

Seems about a million years ago I decided to write a novel. Very much like seeing ...

Holy schemoly where did 2022 go? And now 2023 is almost gone??? And does it matter? Good health is the only thing that matters a toss,...

I'm sorry I haven't updated you about the novel lately. I thought you'd think, Oh for goodness sake, aren't you published yet? And now...

Where Shelley goes back to the drawing board and a dual narrative...

I hope nice things have been happening in your life since I wrote to you last. Anything could have happened! Tell me, tell me, in the...

When I left my guardian angel Trish in Braidwood on Tuesday afternoon, I was in a hurry. I'd intended to buy a takeaway dinner in...

Promising to speak soon, Trisha and I hugged goodbye on Tuesday morning after breakfast, and I left Bobundara for Braidwood on my next...

Bobundra breakfasts include freshly juiced grapefruit, orange, carrot, ginger, beetroot and turmeric. One glass of this delicious purple...

What a great few days! How fabulous to have the chance to visit Monaro to see for the first time the vastness of that amazing treeless...

In the last post about Tassie, I said I'd have a surprise in a couple of weeks. Nous voici! I didn't ever dream that I'd start writing a...

And so to the final leg of our journey - from Strahan on the west coast, through Queenstown to Pumphouse Point, then on to Hobart to fly...

After spending a lifetime of summers in sticky muggy Queensland, it's hard to imagine a better destination at this time of year than...

The very name Cradle Mountain has its own magic cachet. Because of excellent marketing? As significant as we'd been led to believe? We...