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

Fiction, Melbourne, Writing

The Break In

I creep into the courtyard. The darkness is a blanket over the sky; I can't even see a single star shining. The moon's glow is faint. I turn on the torch on my iPhone, just for a second, to see the path ahead. Continuing to stalk along the tiles, the night's chill envelopes me. I… Continue reading The Break In