I got Morrissey’s ‘Autobiography’ for Christmas. I started reading it right away on Christmas afternoon but here’s the thing….it was too intense for me, so I stopped. It was so very Morrissey. Intensely his voice and his essence. I couldn’t quite cope. The phrase ‘don’t meet your heroes’ circled my head – did I want … Continue reading don’t meet your heroes/moz-life
After my awesome weekend in Featherston, I got really sick with pneumonia and have just spent a week in a fug of illness, sleeping most of the hours that the kids were at school and not straying far from home. On the upside, I watched all of the final series of Skins (terrible) and … Continue reading pneumonic plague
Before I blather on about the launch of this fine, artisanally-produced book THIS IS WHERE YOU CAN ORDER ONE. GO ON. SUPPORT NZ POETRY AND INDIE-PUBLISHING. On the weekend, I attended my darling friend Maria McMillan’s (I wrote a bit about Maria HERE) book launch at the Aro Community Hall. This is her first book … Continue reading The Rope Walk is launched!
I went to Wellington for a reunion of sorts with three old friends (they are not old, our friendship is old) and the Morrissey concert, which I can’t write about today with spewing a whole lot of gushy superlatives and sounding somewhat unbalanced. Three word review: it was sublime. The end. Anyway, the day after … Continue reading wellington, you flirt, you tease