It’s been a complicated year. There have been downs as well as ups, but this post is all about the ups. So here we go. From here on it’s all good news! 2015 was the twentieth anniversary of the launch of my first novel, The Unknown Soldie
This was a weird year for me, music-wise. I practically inhaled all of Steven Wilson‘s backlist (including Porcupine Tree and other collaborations), which left little space for my usual ambient explorations. Also, I finally bailed on eMusic. So
2015 will be remembered as the year fluourescent insects invaded the annual party held to celebrate artistic achievement in South Australia. It began with a massive poem/word jam (by me) painted on a black wall, then artist Thom Buchanan took over, w
David McDonald chaired a wonderful session at the last Conflux about the price writers pay for their art, inspired by a series of moving guest posts on his blog. I was honoured to be part of the panel, and even more honoured subsequently to be asked
I like to collaborate. It’s not half the work, although it is half the money, but I do get a lot of other things out of the deal. Fun, companionship, surprise, challenge – all that good stuff. So when the Adelaide Advertiser approached me