Ever since I was little, I have wished for invisibility as a super power. The idea of being able to don a cloak of invisibility fills me with the molten, amber warmth of comfort. I have never been comfortable inRead more…
Wilde about art
My first trip to an art gallery was in London. I was nineteen. I grew up in Bankstown, in South-Western Sydney, when the dominant narrative was crime and not creativity. My school provided advice on how to avoid gang violence,Read more…
Witches, old wives’ tales and our history of not listening to women
She haunts our fairytales, our tales of warning and our paperback mysteries. She lives at the edge of society, on the margins of civilisation and the foreboding forest, at the meeting point of the wild and untamed. She knows theRead more…
On life with acne as a woman
When I was 23, I was elated to land my first corporate job. But I also felt out of place in the busy office complex, where everyone was older than me and wore a lot of black. I applied myRead more…
2017 reading wrap-up: incredible books from Australian female authors
Australian female authors face a double whammy in getting work read: the apparent cultural cringe that can afflict Australian readers and the fact that work from male authors is still more likely to get reviewed. In the spirit of doingRead more…