Not all those who wander are lost. One of my HSC courses was English Extension 2, whereby I basically spent the whole year working on a single 8000 word short story. Why am I posting it here today? It was dark inside as I climbed aboard.

Tips, tricks and thoughts from one writer to cyberspace every M,W and F. Writing Taught Me About Myself. And I like it that way.

This is my first Hemingway novel.

If you want to know more about my non-binary identity, my coming out post is here.

This is the 300th post. Wow I cannot tell you how much I have enjoyed relaying the misadventures and joys of my life to the internet. I found that embarrassing moments were easier to deal with when I formed them into light-hearted blog posts. Failures made more sense when I wrote them up as lessons-learned. Five years ago, when I wrote my necessary introduction. I never could have imagined the road this blog would take.

Write, take naps, and take another nap. Wow, they finally let me out of the bathroom, and I met Martha, the dog. I have been locked in the bathroom for over two weeks. Oh, I forgot to say hello. Hi, I am Harper. Well, really I am a kitten, not a Harper. Oh, and I met Martha. This is Martha Hodges talking.

Tips and tools to tell your story.

This has just been one of those weeks. A new internship, new schedule and time to adapt a new. Inspo has also been on the low, so has time but hopefully I will soon get into the swing of things. The Absolutely True Diary of a Part Time Indian. In a way this book did it all.

Reading, writing, running and all things woven in the imagination. She hides in the forest, her face veiled in rags, shunning the company of all save her old father and her nanny goat. Her life is bleak and lonely.