Today’s special guest is Pip Harry, author of I’ll Tell You Mine, and Head Of The River (UQP). Now if you were thinking, My that’s a rustic looking header, you might be onto something. Because Pip is taking us out of town! I’m so excited that she agreed, because it means we get to travel vicariously (goes without saying I’m hoping she does all the hard writing stuff while we’re there –

I met Lisa Heidke in 2008 at a writers’ workshop, just before we both got published for the first time, back when we were dewy and innocent. She’s got a wicked sense of humour, a shoe collection I would covet if I had smaller feet, and a serious dose of magic happening because she’s just published her fifth book: It Started With A Kiss (Allen & Unwin). Lisa’s stories

The second post in the series – more of a focus on the technological tools of the trade this time around. But first an introduction –  I met Stephen Turner in Coonabarabran, NSW, which is where he lives, and where the Feast of Words Writers’ Festival has been held at Coonabarabran High School for the last four years. I’ve been a guest there a couple of times.  He was

So, as promised, the first post of the series, on the day it was promised. That bodes well …  I am so happy it’s Bill Condon, and this be why. I once (yes, only once) won an award as an unpublished writer, and part of the deal was that I got to attend a big industry dinner. I was eight months pregnant, heartily regretting my decision to

I once met a man who had bought a house formerly owned by the author Morris West. Bet you didn’t see that coming. (Knowing who Morris West is isn’t really crucial to the rest of the story, but just in case -Australian author, hugely successful, started Vatican Lit, that sort of thing.) Anyway, he said that Mr West’s office had been specially constructed as a secret