an ode to fremantle.

It seems wrong to have left Perth without making a few posts about the things I liked best about living there.

Number one on that list is Fremantle. We were only 10 minutes away from Fremantle on a coastal train and we went there a lot.  Often we went for shopping: Target, Oxfam, Dick Smith’s, Dymocks. But mostly we went just to hang around in a place that liked us. Everything about Fremantle felt a little more welcoming than the rest of Perth. It has footpaths on both sides of the road, clearly despises cars, and a lot of the shops don’t give away plastic bags. Our favourite place was a little coffeeshop called Hush. They make the best iced and hot chocolate/mocha/chai. So light and delicious and incredible. And the staff are all super friendly. Fremantle also lays claim to our favourite breakfast spot: The Wild Poppy. They always have a huge selection of cakes and crumbles, their omelette is incredible and their iced tea is the best I’ve ever tasted.

So, here’s to Fremantle.



bits and bobs

I read, somewhere, that you should keep blog posts to one topic. Focus on one thing for each post. But in trying to do that, I didn’t post anything at all. So let me just tell you about my life lately.

Firstly, I’m moving back to Adelaide. Well, almost certainly. I mean I don’t have a job there and neither does my husband. But at least now we’ve started looking. If I’m honest I’ll be really surprised if we end up going somewhere else. (If we do go somewhere else we’re only going to go as far as Melbourne so there’s that.)

It’s weird living like this. I hated it, when I knew I was going to be moving to Perth, but had to finish honours first. And I hate it now. I hate that my life feels like it’s in the future and that the now is just something to get through. I sometimes think that this feeling is the only thing that was difficult about year 12. We know that this stage of life is almost over, so we want to start dealing with the new problems now. 

In happier news, I had a birthday and went to the zoo and got some really cool presents that have encouraged me to keep working on my art. So I’ve mostly laid aside digital art for the time being and focused on learning to draw. I really love it. I can see my improvement and I’m also learning to draw more quickly. Plus, it’s just fun. Here are some of my favourites. (Is it weird to have favourites of your own work? I don’t care.)ImageImageImage

On the topic of Achieving This Year’s Goals:


 – Hot Key books announced their Young Writers Prize for this year so I’m about to get stuck into editing my NaNo novel for real this time.


 – My garden is growing nicely. I don’t know what I’m gonna do when we leave though. Have a picture of a delicious carrot.


(Reference photos for Taylor Swift and Doc Martin.)

favourite book of the month

This seems like a good regular thing to post about. I suspect it will be tough though. My mind is already at war over which book I think I liked best. It’s close. Some of them were so different it doesn’t feel fair to pit them against one another. One of them made me cry for several chapters. Another was so crazy and unique I think I need to read it through three more times just to work out was going on. I loved it though, through all the craziness. Uh, okay. I’m done with the second guessing myself. My favourite book of the month was…


…Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman.

It did not make me cry. It did make me laugh and think and it caught me up completely, making me want to go read a whole bunch of Anansi stories with a fresh mind. I guess I just like the way Neil Gaiman writes and, other than Good Omens, I think this is my favourite thing by him so far. (Admittedly I haven’t read American Gods yet. That’s next on the list.)

It was good, you know. It’s the sort of book that will always be there on your bookshelf begging to be read again and each time you open it you’ll do so with a smile and a realisation that you’re willing to give up the next few hours of your life to belong in its world again.

a strange life

Peter and I are sharing a computer. That’s right.

His crashed and it’ll be at least another week until the one he’s going to build will be ready. So we’re sharing my laptop. I’m not even going to pretend that’s not hard.

So his brain is filled with all the different parts of the computer you need to build one: which brands, what will they need to do, how do they all fit together.

And me, I’m planning a balcony garden. I’m getting excited. Here’s the list of plants + seeds I’m going to order this afternoon:

  • pak choy
  • radish
  • carrot
  • nasturtium
  • basil
  • oregano
  • mint

I’m pretty excited. He’s pretty excited. Life is interesting, to say the least. Here’s to the next few weeks.


Some other goals.

Last night I was talking to someone and she asked me what my plans were for the new year. I realised I didn’t have any, beyond the aforementioned stressing less plan, and that perhaps it would be nice if I did think of some things I want to accomplish. So here are some things, off the top of my head, that I want to do this year:

  1. Learn to play the ukulele
  2. Read 52+ books
  3. Go running a lot
  4. Make an indoor soccer team
  5. Cook new meals. Say, one a weekish.
  6. Edit my NaNoWriMo book
  7. Complete another book
  8. Send in my last book to a bunch of publishers
  9. Write more letters/emails to friends
  10. Learn a heap of iceblock/cream recipes
  11. Go camping (see more of WA)
  12. Create and use a balcony garden

Yeah, cool. I might add some things, as time goes on, but I really want to get this down, so that I know, at the end of the year, that I’ve done things outside of work.