A becoming barista, or how I wrote my fifth novel
/Coffee may be an addiction but it makes you feel like a million dollars and has no lifelong harms we know of. And by the way, when we do know the harms, I don’t want to be told.
Read MoreCoffee may be an addiction but it makes you feel like a million dollars and has no lifelong harms we know of. And by the way, when we do know the harms, I don’t want to be told.
Read MoreI love everything about the laundry, from the piles of dirty clothes that ask only to be sorted into whites, colours and those things that are neither whites nor colours, to their turn in the Germanic front loader that’s been working diligently in our various houses for over 12 years – so powerful it shakes our current Queenslander on its stumps, as if we’re spinning towards Armageddon rather than the end of the cotton cycle – to the hanging.
Read MoreI’m in Banff, Canada for the holidays writing a novel, or not writing a novel, to be more accurate – for me, they’re often the same thing.
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