He is small in terms of stature - significantly smaller than me. And yet both times I've met him he has towered over me. And for one of the first times in my life I feel like it's because I'm a woman. ** Specialists, I find, are inclined to self importance and mostly I excuse … Continue reading I never have liked dentists…
mixed feelings. i get them a lot. like headaches or an itchy ear. mixed feelings are a cloud and i know that cloud is a popular word these days, especially in IT, but I don't like it. cloud is a weather word. it's two shades of a rain drop. it's grey in there. for example, … Continue reading Two Shades of a Raindrop
In the interests of good writing books imbue profundity and poetic meaning into the actions, words & lives of their characters. ** Even memoirs achieve this tidiness - this well-structured architectural masterpiece, this neat polygon life, this feeling of control. ** But I tell myself don't be intimidated because in writing things down we find … Continue reading The Luxury of Excerpts
It's just me in my Vinnie's specials and five year old Uggs.- I grew my hair long to save on hairdresser bills but I don't have a selfie stick and I pout like a fish. .* * Fashion is like the stars (to me) - out there, often obscured by clouds but then suddenly a … Continue reading Poeting vs Influencing
Four glittering Cartier watch faces, keeping the time in executive spaces, handed by Holgate to high-flying wanglers who did a good deal and wrangled the bankers. $12,000 of wrist-wrapping bling to ensure these fine workers continue their thing. She came from big business where bonuses are blousy, not in the service where gifts mark you … Continue reading PM Quietly Goes Postal on CEO
A gaseous cloud balloons above the rows of flagpoles whose stays clang ominously in a wing-fed breeze. The sky domes expectantly - a pregnant pause. A change is coming. Thunder barrel-rolls the valley floor. Cockatoos screech - a thousand of them wheeling in and encircling the house. In The House, in the sumptuously upholstered room … Continue reading Tomorrow… in The House on The Hill
Up ahead on the path, I see a huge dog - a golden retriever but zoomed in, you know, with a tail like a hair-care advertisement and that typically benign retriever smile. The owner is big too, and pushing a double pram which uses up most of the footpath. I put puppy's leash on (a … Continue reading A little boast..
Even the straightest can bust a move, I mean she's one square peg, or so we thought, but now old Sandilands is comparing notches, tit for tat, no pun intended, I swear. We all thought that woman is beat, whipped and stiff as eggs and sugar. Then badda-bing... and Mr Murdoch's taken her in, has … Continue reading The Rising…
Blow on a dandelion - is he? isn't he? is he? isn't he? - until it begins to look like him in a fuzzy, funny way. Nobody knows when he caught the bug. Nobody knows if it's let him go. The secrets swirl mistily around that great, white house and the man - his irate … Continue reading Waiting for Election Day
You are that proud yacht: sails full, wind-tilted facing the waves with confidence and grace Your bow wave - that iridescent 'V' - presses outward meeting other ripples, going (it seems) for miles. I don't know if anybody heard you coming - so young and so clean - but you're going to sail around a … Continue reading For Jacinda Ardern
