Category Archives: Australia

Things My Brain Thinks About when It Should Be Thinking About Writing

So, fat chicks. What does it mean to be a fat chick? Why does it have to mean anything, given that actually it doesn’t mean anything? When a car full of dickheads drives past an overweight man, do the passengers … Continue reading

Posted in Anita Eckberg, Australia, creative writing, Fellini, feminism, GLBTIQ, literature, Margarita Paracatan, not writing, procrastinating, writing

Goodnight Australia

My vagabond days are over. This was the unambiguous message from my world weary cat this morning, when the blue and white cage with the superhero stickers on it emerged from the cupboard and landed on the bed. With nimbleness … Continue reading

Posted in Australia, Australian politics, Childhood, End of an era, Gough Whitlam, Memory, Please God let us get rid of these fuckers before it's too late, Sadness | 2 Comments