I’ve travelled to many developing countries – Morocco, Egypt, Jordan, Thailand, Vietnam, Cambodia, Sri Lanka – and without fail, the first real emotion I feel, after the first initial excitement and sensory overload as you walk through the airport, ferry terminal or border crossing, is guilt. Poverty is explicit. Dirty, hungry children; homeless families; destitute…
I had my second book launch at Mary Ryan’s Bookstore in New Farm, Brisbane, last week. It was a really lovely evening with some long time friends, family, and new readers. My wonderful friend Erica Bartle introduced me and my novel. Erica and I used to sit beside each other years ago at Girlfriend magazine.…
An almost perfect long weekend . . . chocolate, lazy days on the beach, lots of sleep and picnics by the sea; and a disappearing child. We just had five nights at my extended family’s shared apartment at Sunrise Beach, near Noosa on the Sunshine Coast. I love staying there. It’s a large seventies styles apartment that once…