Last Sunday night, I said goodbye to him again. Knowing he had to see a vet. That was all I knew. I cuddled him, then told him he can go. Thanked him for being my friend and loving me. Later I fell asleep with my hand held against his back.
With over medicating… and acess to specialised support… Australians can not deal with the source of our mental health and cognitive function issues.
I am working on a writing piece about expectations for how people with or given a disability diagnosis are supported. … More
I wrote this poem last year and edited it to make it kinder in 2020. I talked about writing this … More
I originally adapted this piece for Queensland Writer’s Centre’s monthly competition Right, Left, Write. I didn’t pass, but like this … More
I can not order Author proofs and copies of my books. I just released one last week or so. From … More
Jesus Christ – I am soo proud of you!
Look how much energy you have got now! Sure, you’re not able to clean for three hours straight, like a few weeks ago, but you’re doing basic tasks to look after yourself.
I’m tired. Just turned off my computer again. Lying on my arm-chair. Been a very productive day at home. Just … More
They stumbled out into a red desert landscape, surrounded by silent guards with brown, wrinkled skin and smelling sharply of … More
These are two short pieces for my third memoir. It will be about my writing experiments.