Saturday, 28 January 2017


I pity anybody who never gets the chance to go to a concert. You hear people all the time say, 'Music is my drug!' but unless you've actually experienced live music for yourself, I don't know if you can ever fully grasp this concept. There's just something about a live show that makes it...addictive. 

Concerts are the one thing that can always cheer me up, and I try to make a habit of going to them even now, when a lot of my friends have outgrown them and my mother thinks I'm getting too old. As far as I'm concerned, you're never too old for such a thing - even if a majority of the audience consists of teens who're two heads taller than you! 

This is the one thing in my life where I know I can show up alone and still feel like I'm a part of something, a member of a huge family. And I cherish that feeling.

Friday, 13 January 2017

The First Rejection.

I think it says a lot that when I told Facebook I'd received my first rejection letter, all of my non-writer friends were offering their condolences but all of my writer friends were happy for me

I see this as a good thing. When I submitted Raphael to this particular literary magazine, I was fully expecting it to be rejected - and I was okay with that. In fact, I wanted that. I figured it was time to start putting myself out there, time to start attempting to finally get published - but most importantly, it was time to start building my collection of rejection letters. 

This is an important part of every writer's journey, and I'm glad to finally be at this point. 

This is the first time I've ever submitted anything, and I'm hoping that it's going to encourage me to keep doing so. Is it too much to hope that I can submit at least once a month this year? I guess time will tell, won't it? 

Have you ever submitted any of your work for publication? How did it go?

Sunday, 1 January 2017

The 2017 To-Do List.

The past few months have been busy for me, between working and doing my editing course and actually starting to edit some people's work, so I apologise for the long absence. But I'm still here, still writing, and hopefully will be blogging more this year - among other things. So for my first post of 2017, let's take a look at what I want to get done this year. 

The 2017 To-Do List
1. Write more. I do this one every year, don't I? I promise that I'm going to get more writing done, that I'm finally going to start posting those originals, that I'm going to get that second draft finish and be closer to publication. It never seems to pan out, but I never stop hoping. But this year, instead of saying I'll finish a second draft! I am just aiming to write more in general. Baby steps. 

2. Meet my savings goal. People tend to laugh at me when I say I'm saving for a house. Understandable, I suppose. I'm a single female with a casual, low-paying job who should probably spend a whole lot less than she does. But I've had a savings goal for quite a few years now, and I am on the brink of reaching it. Once I do, I'm going to start seriously looking at how I could buy my first home - a daunting thought, but one that I am set on. 

3. Be healthier. Another one that I - and the rest of the world, probably - say every year and never really do. I want to be healthier this year. That includes eating better, exercising more, and actually going for a check-up at the doctor and the dentist. I want to feel better about myself. 

4. Take more photos. Another one that I say every year and never get around to. I want to get back to shooting, especially on film, no matter what it is.

5. Do different things. Pretty self explanatory - I want to do some different things this year. For example: being more social, getting out of Sydney, eating vegetarian at least once a week. Getting out of my comfort zone. Living a little. 

6. Gain experience as an editor. Again, that really says it all. I spent three months doing a book editing course - now it's time to put what I learned into practice and gain some real experience. And if I'm lucky, maybe even a job! 

7. Be less materialistic. Did I mention my spending problem? I have a habit of impulse buying things that I'm never going to wear, use, etc. So I want to stop buying less of these things, and also get rid of things I currently own that I don't need. It's time to stop owning things. (Said the girl who wants to own a home.)

8. Take music lessons. Here's something I've wanted to do since I was fifteen. It goes back to my goal of learning an instrument, obviously. I figure if I get an actual teacher, I might learn a little easier - and hopefully actually stick to it! 

I'm hoping for 2017 to be a good year all around, but it's going to take a lot of work. What are your goals for 2017?

Sunday, 14 August 2016

READ: Risk.

When I was a teenager, my mother handed me Go Ask Alice and told me that it was required reading for everybody. For those who haven't read it (*gasp!*), it's the diary of a teenage girl who becomes addicted to drugs, and the way that this affects her life. Mum's aim, no doubt, was to scare me away from ever wanting to try them - and whether it was because of this book or not, I never have. I've never even smoked a cigarette. 

If I ever have children, I will have them read this book - but I will also have them read Risk by Fleur Ferris. 

I finished this book late last night, way past my bedtime because I simply couldn't put it down. This is a story that I'm recommending to everybody - but especially to parents with teens and tweens who are just discovering the marvelous world of meeting people online. I always thought that I'd been careful with my online chatting, but this book taught me a lot. And why wouldn't it have? Ferris has been both a police officer and a paramedic in the past! 

Risk is the story of two best friends - Sierra and Taylor - who meet a boy online and proceed to spend the entire weekend chatting with him. Sierra is so smitten with the so-called Jacob Jones that she and he agree to meet up after school on Friday, taking all the same precautions that I myself might have: they meet in a public place, Sierra calls Taylor while on the date to say that she is fine, and they arrange to meet up later. 

Of course, Sierra doesn't show up when she says that she would - and this is where the story begins. 

I don't want to spoil this for anybody, because I want everybody to read it for themselves. Trust me - you won't be sorry if you do!