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Two weeks ago, I attended the Waitaki Girls’ High School Senior Prizegiving, where I was invited to be guest speaker. This is the speech. It’s punctuated to be heard, not read, which may account for some oddities of expression. I’m … Continue reading →

Ten years ago, BFF Robyn and I wrote a book about two half-siblings who meet for the first time in the palace of the Empress of Timbra. Taver is a village boy who thought he was the biological son of … Continue reading →

I went to Postmodern Jukebox last night, and had a sore throat when I got home. I hoped that I’d just cheered myself hoarse, but alas, it was a genuine sore throat, which is right now turning into a head … Continue reading →

Pick up lines that would actually work on me (hat tip to Mary Cella) I didn’t want to bother you while you were actually reading, but I see you’ve closed your book and set it down with a satisfied sigh, … Continue reading →

Last week National MP and current Christchurch Central incumbent Nicky Wagner participated in a debate at the University of Canterbury. I’m helping co-ordinate the campaign for Greens candidate Peter Richardson (party vote Green!), so I am the last person who … Continue reading →

The last week of novel writing looked like this: Monday: 2095 words Tuesday: 2151 words Wednesday: 1055 words Thursday: 2011 words Friday: 1174 words Looks okay, right? Three target days, two days I didn’t meet target – fairly standard, and, … Continue reading →

Sometimes it feels like there’s no point in doing anything but opposing the threat of nuclear apocalypse and fucking Nazis. And then I get back to writing. Because this is something else I can do, and it is good. Monday: … Continue reading →

No post yesterday because I was super sad about Metiria Turei resigning as co-leader of the New Zealand Green Party, after she had the AUDACITY to point out that people on the benefit are suffering in a horrible, dehumanising poverty … Continue reading →

I’m making up a city. This is always fun, particularly when magic collides with architecture and design. Especially when the magic is failing, and people don’t know how to fix it. The problem is names. I can toss down random … Continue reading →

What happened to Friday? I went to Wellington and drank flaming drinks with lovely friends and ate ludicrously well. From left: Me, Ellen Kushner, Elizabeth Knox and Delia Sherman. Photo by Fergus Barrowman. With other lovely friends, I played the … Continue reading →