Awesome interview
My own writing was never allowed to bore me and it had to be something that people would want to read more than once.
Artist (a poem)
I just rediscovered this poem I wrote years ago about a coffee barista. It's nice to be reunited.
Writing about my face
This is my face, as photographed by John Hayes. It was on the wall at Creative Bay of Plenty for a couple of weeks as part of an exhibition of Tauranga writers....
First tummy bug
Something different about his cry / two wide eyes in the dark / the tang of sick scratching the air
Results from the inaugural and mostly failed midnight cat haiku competition
Last week I tweeted about my cat yowling at the door in the middle of the night. Midnight. How long will the cat yowl at the front door before going to the back...
Cumulonimbus
Look how firmly it sits on whatever glass table spans the horizon. A continent of billowing sunlight, shifting walls of explosion