Health and wellbeing, Opinion, Writing

Enough now

There seems to be a dark force in society. Perhaps I could even go so far as to call it a moratorium on a woman's sense of identity. The biology of womanhood is being ripped away by identity politics. And it's making me sad. Or angry. Sometimes both. In the UK and here in Australia,… Continue reading Enough now

Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Writing

Poor Lamb

Staunch and robust I may usually be, but this cold has set its steely grasp upon me and will not let go. Thursday, I was coming good. Yesterday, I decided to take another day off work, which turned out to be a very good idea. Initially I'd planned to revel in the viewing pleasure of… Continue reading Poor Lamb

Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Weather

Sound of wings tapping

The moth flickers around the ceiling light. I lie naked on my bed, the warm air leaving my skin damp, sweat glistening like tiny jewels on my arms and flat belly. Cam's asleep, snoring. I watch the moth, my heartbeat quickening, ready to fling myself out of bed if it flies low. My phobia of… Continue reading Sound of wings tapping