An article I wrote for the Walkley Magazine on my PhD Research – such a privilege to be published in the magazine that I spent so much time studying! Jennifer Martin Jul 27 Life and virtue reality When I analysed 23 Best Feature winners from past Walkley Awards, I found sophisticated writing on complex topics, and […]
So I’ve done something I didn’t think I would ever do. Publicly at least. Privately I walk across burning bridges often. I listen to Hartley whisper ‘the past is a foreign country, they do things differently there’ and I shrug off his words and get my passport stamped once more for the sheer Hell of […]
For those who have just joined us, I’ve arrived safely in North Sydney and am about to head out into the weather for dinner… I added one complimentary umbrella and a lovely black and white knitted cap with a crocheted flower and I headed out into the storm for what I was assured was the […]
The Inn owners in this part of the world – of my sample two – are, in my vast experience, unjustly proud of and invested in the plastic black phones they have nailed to their doors. ‘Pick up phone to contact Inn Keeper at Any Time’ the teensy business cards taped to them proclaim. So, […]
My first night here did not begin well. I got off the ferry which I’d caught from Prince Edward Island to Caribou, Nova Scotia, and drove out into a rainy, grey day that soon decided to kick it up a few notches for me into a storm which my wipers valiantly gave their all but […]
I remember in High School writing an essay that was out of chronological order and it peeved Ms Murphy something shocking. These posts may be doing the same thing to you as I toss time around like Mum’s ‘green’ salad (iceberg lettuce, sad tomato and cubes of Kraft cheese). A note to my students: this […]
Don’t forget what it felt like. Don’t forget how your eyes filled. You sat in your chair and you looked out of the window at the tarmac with what? With disbelief? With relief? With bones aching with the wonder that I deserve this? With aching sadness that I would even think that I didn’t? […]
