Samhain: Listening to your ghosts

After a glorious summer, full of fresh air and bright late nights, Aotearoa puts another blanket on the bed and gets ready for winter. And so it's samhain (southern hemisphere). The end of one year and the start of a new one. Time to reflect and contemplate, dream and plan, make sparkles in the dark,… Continue reading Samhain: Listening to your ghosts

Salt (A wee story for you to read)

Recently one of my stories, 'Salt', was printed in a Wellington Zinefest zines. This was a part of Wellington Verb festival. This year the theme was COVEN, so obviously had to send in one of my witchy tales. the word limit with 750 words. My witchy tale came in at a fabulous 666 words.Liam at… Continue reading Salt (A wee story for you to read)

Killing the compulsive writer

Think about writing as ‘drinking’ or ‘going to the gym’. If you drink every day or go to the gym every day, you’ll fuck up really quickly. Everyone knows you need rest days, you need to train different muscles and, if we’re still talking about drinking, you need to give that liver a rest, mate.