Visiting Culloden Battlefield became a profound spiritual moment that changed how I see the world. A story of grief, ancestry, and God’s quiet presence.

I grew up dreaming of robots and rockets. Now I’m watching humanity step into its own sci-fi story.

A heartfelt Tea & Whiskers reflection on living with chronic pain, the difference between despair and depression, and how Pilgrim’s Progress and Acts 16 remind us that God’s promises are the key out of Doubting Castle.

One of my students reminded me recently how thrilling it can be to wait for a new tv episode week by week. Experiencing the story unfolding alongside millions of others. It made me reflect on my own moments of being swept up in stories, and how they’ve really shaped my understanding of different medias, and helped forge my love of storytelling.

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.  

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—

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....

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...

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.

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.

These past couple of days I've really had to knuckle down and push past a fear barrier of mine. The new gym I've been attending has been a bit busier over the school holidays/Easter break, and I don't deal well with - er - people.

Thirty-Six is a bit of a daunting number, I'll be honest. It's closer to forty than I'm overly comfortable being, and that's not to say...

Once upon a time, here in Adelaide there was a place called Glenside Hospital. I can remember walking it's decrepit, depressing halls...