The Magic Thread

My last post, A Letter to my Daughter, got me thinking about the connection between parents and their children, and how it never truly breaks, even when tested by conflict or emotional damage or grief or fear or numerous other challenges – and even when either or both parties think it has been irreparably damaged. […]

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A Letter to my Daughter

To my daughter, This is your last week of primary school. I couldn’t let it go by without writing to you. It’s what I do to process my thoughts and feelings; to line things up in my mind until they make sense and form some sort of pattern; to express what sometimes cannot be said […]

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Less really is more

Here is another poem inspired by my daughter. It’s amazing how an everyday task can spark a creative impulse. At first I tried to make the poem much longer, and sat for a number of hours trying to come up with more clever and intricate word plays and puns. In the end, I just went with the few, […]

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The Story Thief

My six-year-old daughter made up a story for me before going to bed tonight. Here it is, as close to her exact words as I can remember: The Story Thief [NB – not to be confused with Markus Zusak’s The Book Thief – although possibly just as riveting.] Once upon a time, before the dinosaurs […]

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God Rest Ye Merry Bloggers

As I scrolled through the WordPress Reader this morning I felt a mixture of admiration and despair. So many bloggers are sharing beautifully polished posts about Christmas literature and legends and other festive wonderments. I imagine them tucked away in their little Dickens-like hamlets, snow softly falling on their windows which are beautifully lit by a dancing fire […]

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Through the claws of the stars

You may have read my earlier post relating the survival story of our little tabby cat Lucy. In case you haven’t, it’s here. In it, I wrote about our other cat Samantha, who was 17 and in such surprisingly good health that she seemed virtually indestructible. I called her my cockroach cat because I was sure she […]

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A Different Child

As some of you know, I have one child – not by choice. I wrote about my struggles to have a second child and my experience of recurrent miscarriage and secondary infertility in this article, which was published in a New Zealand magazine last year. I wanted to share my journey for selfish reasons – cathartic […]

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Selling Beauty to Babies

My six-year-old daughter was invited to a party this weekend. The little birthday girl is a delight and I would have loved Miss B. to attend. After checking out the venue online, however, my partner and I decided we had to decline the invitation. Club Girly Girlz hosts parties for young girls centred around getting made […]

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A Short Short Story

As I have previously pointed out, I love writing short fiction. Perhaps still high on my success in the 2013 Reader’s Digest 100-word story competition (I came runner-up), I’ve just entered the BNZ (Bank of New Zealand) Literary Awards, in the Short Short Story category (150 words). As long as your story is deemed eligible, it’s published […]

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Brightness

It is Miss B’s birthday today. I wrote her a poem not long ago (see “My daughter’s bedside, 3am.” Today, however, I bow to the superior talent of New Zealand poet Denis Glover (Dec 1912 – Aug 1980). For you, my darling daughter. Happy Birthday. Brightness I am bright with the wonder of you And the […]

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