Not all those who wander are lost. One of my HSC courses was English Extension 2, whereby I basically spent the whole year working on a single 8000 word short story. Why am I posting it here today? It was dark inside as I climbed aboard.

A masterpiece was gifted to us on a Friday in July. Smiling through tears, what a gorgeous ride. What is the moral of the hit podcast S-town? Dear .

What i do instead of studying. What i do instead of studying. The latest attempt at being organized. I like the diversity of your writing. Also in some pieces, the images that they evoke are quite powerful. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.

Monday, July 6, 2015. Wednesday, March 4, 2015. I Can Read You Like a Book. The other day I was surfing Pinterest. The biggest time-waster of my life. The reader, upon opening the book and reading the first.

Writing empowered and diverse girls in worlds of magic, madness, and murder. Saturday, 15 August 2015. Milk Tea and Coffee Book Tags. A brief history of tea in Hong Kong. Once upon a time, we were hardcore and drank tea straight and bitter from the teapot. Then the British came with milk and sugar. Mulan, I love you, but you cannot pour tea. Yes Yes, it is. I flailed about ADSOM with Chri.

This has just been one of those weeks. A new internship, new schedule and time to adapt a new. Inspo has also been on the low, so has time but hopefully I will soon get into the swing of things. The Absolutely True Diary of a Part Time Indian. In a way this book did it all.

News and posts about my writing and life. Wednesday, August 12, 2015. Over this weekend I was at Chapter One Young Writers Conference, so I was a little too busy to write. I was flying to Chicag.

The Long Life Of A Lifelong Fangirl. Delving into the Difficult Depths of Gender. This is what I am, but maybe I need to be a bit more like.

Ldquo;Write a letter to a fictional couple. Millie, in a world of character.

An aeroplane flies overheard, probably heading to Melbourne. I wind the desk clock which I had accidently left to run down. It starts its tinny ticking again. The clock ticks and the fountain pen clinks as it is laid back on its glass stand at .