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Posted on 30 January, 201831 January, 2018

Monthly Wrap-Up – January 2018

Inspired by Austin Kleon’s Ten Things, and in awe of Pip Lincolne’s Taking Stock blog posts, I’m going to give a weird hybrid of the two a crack. Here we go! Here’s what I’ve been up to this month: WATCHING the brilliant The Good Place, which I’m utterly THRILLED for (it’s perhaps the best thing …

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Posted on 23 January, 201823 January, 2018

View From The Top (of the Book Pile) – January 2018

I feel determined to make more of an effort to read, watch and enjoy stories by women, about women, this year. And I’ve made a good start with these three: Women & Power: A Manifesto by Mary Beard I’ve had a bit of girl crush on Mary Beard for a while. A Professor of Classics …

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Posted on 21 June, 20142 December, 2014

I Hate Brick-Sized Books And I Cannot Lie

In which I confess I no longer fight my inability to stomach really, really, really long books.      What a terrible confession to make, but it’s true. The first time I saw a copy of the award-winning, critically acclaimed novel The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton, I knew in my heart I would never read …

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Posted on 27 May, 20142 December, 2014

Do you know Colin Thompson?

In which I introduce you to Colin Thompson — award-winning author, illustrator, tech gadget fiend and bit of an inspiration.    I had the great pleasure of wrangling the easily distracted Colin Thompson for an interview earlier this week for a web series. In truth, he was in excellent spirits and I think we (me and …

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Posted on 2 May, 20142 December, 2014

How Sydney killed my library

In which I talk about small homes, lost libraries and e-readers. I went out on a limb a few years ago and bought my own home. And by bought I mean that the nice people at the bank have kindly allowed me the illusion of ownership as I slowly chip away at a substantial-for-me mortgage. …

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