I’m perpetually looking backwards and crippled by nostalgia, but I feel a universal undo function would fix everything.
I’ve recently hit the jackpot, I’ve turned 30, and I’ve moved to a new city. Making new friends has pang of familiarity about it beyond 30. But here’s what I’ve learned.
In the height of the world bushfires we’ve yet experienced, I was attempting to write small-town romance and snowball fights. The irony was certainly not lost on me.
Being angry all the time is a way of life, but it is also an art form. Sustaining momentum in this endeavour is tricky, but workable. Here’s how.
With all of us thrust indoors, maintaining our sanity during isolation should now be our focus. Here’s how to not go cuckoo.