My amazing writing Wifey, Kylie Eklund-Denman, wrote a blog about having a writing wife. Well that'll be me, what a blast! So I had to share. https://kylieeklunddenman.com/2025/07/07/my-writing-wifey/?page_id=820
Writing Wife Life
Category: Chronicles of Narn
True stories from the near and distant past. Some are sad or serious, some are deeply silly.
Reading, Writing, Reading Some More
Now that I'm full swing into writing my novel with the Faber Writing Academy, I'm even busier than ever reading. One of my favourite books about writing is Stephen King's On Writing, where he says: “If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a … Continue reading Reading, Writing, Reading Some More
Do I go back to school… Am I completely bonkers?
Why, more than twenty years after completing a Bachelor of Health Science, and nearly forty years after studying Drama at Tas Uni, am I contemplating going back to school? Am I completely bonkers? Well quite possibly - in both senses of the word. A little bit insane, and also incredibly excited!
Can My Life Please Remember It’s NANOWRIMO?
It's coming to my attention that my life is not understanding the concept of NANOWRIMO. National Novel Writing Month, is held every November. NOVEMBER! Seriously? Every year I say I'm going to do it. All you have to do is write 1,667 words a day, to reach 50,000 words in a month, and kick start … Continue reading Can My Life Please Remember It’s NANOWRIMO?
Remembering Roast Dinners, Chocolate Fudge, and Ron Barassi
Growing up in country Tasmania, in the 60’s and 70’s, we didn’t have much in the way of sweet things in our house. I didn't get the supermarket cakes or biscuits in my lunch box that my friends would get. It seemed like my mother was on a perpetual diet. And with four kids to … Continue reading Remembering Roast Dinners, Chocolate Fudge, and Ron Barassi
Boudica, Chapter Three
Five Days Gone I look in the nesting boxes for the twelfth time today. Still only 4 eggs. My heart sinks once again. There should be five eggs from five chickens. Zoe the darkest one, Ruby the flappiest one, Jules, the loudest singer of the egg celebration song, and Sandy the lightest one, both in colour and … Continue reading Boudica, Chapter Three
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