Reading was my passion, and winning a Red Cross competition at school set me on a path that would last throughout my life.  The book I won was about one of the first nursing posts established at Innamincka by Rev. John Flynn and his dream of helping people in the bush.

This may seem like something very small, and not at all worthy of commenting on, but often I think progress is the accumulation of tiny, little triumphs and not so much the great, magnificent trophy.

When I was first diagnosed with fibro my Mum took me along to a fibromyalgia meetup at Arthritis SA. I was all of nineteen, fresh off being unable to remain at university doing Creative Writing, despite trying so very hard to remain, and enjoying myself there.  

Click went with my camera. I waited, expecting the bird to fly off, scared by my presence and the camera click. Instead, the New Holland Honeyeater hopped onto another flower.

It’s true. I’m on a hilarious quest to find you. It’s hilarious, because, it’s a topic of much amusement and laughter, and you know what, that’s okay. It is actually pretty funny that I haven’t found you amongst all the fish in this ocean that apparently exist out there....

I have just returned from seeing How to Tame Your Dragon – the live action remake, and I thought I’d take a moment to share with you some of my thoughts. So, here is some facts first off—

‘Where is my boob?’ I looked with consternation as my granddaughter Natalie pulled a pair of bras from the shopping bag in which she had brought me a set of clothes. I had spent two days in hospital with a gastro bug and felt that to go home fully clothed rather than in pajamas and dressing gown would help my self-esteem considerably.

I don't know if other people with Fibromyalgia experience this particular frustration, but I thought I'd talk about it, as it's something I've noticed over the years: The frequency in which I change clothes - in a single day.

I thought I would share with you all some of the work I did today on a little character in my new novel 'Rusted Hearts' - so here is a little speedpaint video.

I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia in 2009. I was 19. I had dreams, hopes - honestly, I still have them, much hasn't really changed in the past 16 years in regards to my dreams of having a family of my own, but, I have grown stronger, and come to accept and love myself and that journey I would not change. Chronic pain can be crippling....

Maureen, not her real name, discovered that a diamond was missing from her engagement ring.  Maureen was very upset. The loss was so great it felt as if her left hand had been cut off. Maureen and her husband turned the house upside down...

The taxi pulled up before the Maid and Magpie Hotel. The cab door open and David Anstey alighted. ‘Don’t worry too much, mate. It will work out for you,’ the cab driver said as he handed David some change.

I thought I might share with you some of the work I've been doing on the front cover for my new novel. I was playing about and figured out how I could really easily screen record my art sessions...

The election maybe over but we are still being bombarded with the jubilation of the winners and the angst of the losers.

Over a pie, honey log cake and custard slice, I and my family sat in a café after church, discussing the sermon we had just heard. The question arose about revelation of truth, that moment when a camera flash went off in the mind and you thought, wow!

So, I want to tell you all a little story about a time when computers weren't really used for art or graphic design, and it was really strange for anyone even comprehend that they could or would be used in the magnitude that they are now.

Let me begin by painting you a picture. I came from a broken family. My mum and dad divorced before I was four. I lived with mum while my older sister went with dad. I saw dad once a year for two to three weeks, and that is the only contact I had with him up to eleven years of age...

I've been following a bit of a news story the last few days - it's the Brooke Baking Scandal, at least, that's what I've come to call it in my head. Now, I'm not on TicTok, so I don't know anything about TicTok chiefs or TicTok Bakers - but I do love Cookbooks and Baking Books. I love collecting them.

Around this time, every year, I write an email to myself and schedule it to arrive sometime in April, usually after my birthday.

A secret Life… It seems everything has a secret life, even plants. A curious scientist is needed to unravel those secrets. The gardener may have certain suspicions about the secret life of plants, trees and water. We never document those suspicions thinking they are granny's tales and fearful of being considered crazy.