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Monday, November 4, 2013. My first experience as co-pilot with Roger Crouch. I recently had the most wonderful experience attending the Channel Country Ladies Day. Yoga at sunrise with Wendy Brabazon.

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Recording the Golden Age of Australian Live Music. I have to extend a huge thank you to Noel Forth who supplied the following information on South Australian band Vertical Hold. This is a mammoth effort and it is very much appreciated.

Brevity Can Use Your Help. March 19, 2018 2 Comments. Put your butt in the chair, write every day, read books, make the dictionary your friend. I really wanted specific directions. To create such a tension-filled.

Writes a story every day for a year. What is the 365 Day Challenge? Scroll down to content. I have been working with 4 writers from refugee backgrounds to make this website called We See Each Other as part of my PhD. I cannot thank the writers enough for sharing their talent with me and working so hard.

Desolata the exhibition, my contribution at least, was originally intended as a requiem for my trees. The Drought of 2015 had taken a heavy toll on my immediate landscape, with stringybarks dying en masse. The death of the trees was the final straw for my already fragile equilibrium and my mental health declined somewhat. I saw dead trees and it hurt my heart. In order to heal you must examine that which ails you, I have learned that lesson.