- On Depression. And magnolias Tuesday, August 2nd, 2016
In June 2014 I was in the middle of a three month depression. I think it may have been adrenal fatigue. Whatever it was it sucked the enthusiasm, the enjoyment and the energy out of me. I was a husk.
The first half of the year had been full on in the best and worst of ...
Read more - Pigs In Suits Wednesday, June 22nd, 2016
Published in The Age May 7 2008.
Sam Newman’s latest demeaning stunt is the tip of an ugly but lucrative iceberg.
SAM Newman insults and undermines women once again. Not news, I know, more a day in the life of a serial misogynist. He fondled a mannequin with the face of a respected female football commentator and then, ...
Read more - I’m anti-feedback. And, no, I don’t give a fuck what you think. Monday, May 30th, 2016
I’m passionately against feedback. I know, it’s an unfashionable opinion. If your voice is not strong, your project not solid or the feedback is coming from someone you consider an ‘expert’, feedback can pull you off track. The earlier in the writing process feedback is given, the less constructive and the more harmful the feedback is because the work isn’t ...
Read more - Got a creative kid? Here’s my advice. Back the fuck off. Wednesday, May 18th, 2016
People often ask when I’m going to run a Gunnas Writing Masterclass for teenagers because their special snowflake is a really keen writer and would ‘love something like this’.
I say, ‘I ran a couple of Gunnas for teenagers. I am not running another. Almost all the kids said they were only at the workshop because ...
Read more - A Feminist Marriage? No Such Thing. Monday, May 2nd, 2016
Strap yourself in. This article is one of the most muddled and terrifying things I have ever read. It sounds like it’s a satirical piece from The Onion. There is so much cognitive dissonance, so much Stockholm Syndrome, so much sucking up to the patriarchy and such proud assertion of so little insight. This article ...
Read more - ANZAC Day 2016 Monday, April 25th, 2016
Anzac day makes me physically ill.
Always has. Nausea. Anger. Headache. Sadness. Confusion.
When I was young I didn’t understand what this volcanic feeling of about to explode was.
I’m so glad more people are seeing Anzac for what it is, what it’s always been. And so relieved people are saying it.
Branzac.
I don’t understand why people kicking ...
Read more - Insurance Is A Health Hazard Friday, April 1st, 2016
Insurance is a health hazard.
I’m deeply opposed to insurance (apart from home and car).
Life insurance, health insurance, disability insurance, income protection insurance… the list is endless.
The culture of insurance quashes people’s innovation, resilience, creativity and self-reliance. It gives people an illusion of safety and certainty. It stops people thinking. And risk taking. It stops people living ...
Read more - Love Party Day. No God. No Government. No Marriage. Just Love. Wednesday, March 16th, 2016
On March 6th 2016 Sparkle and Bear (Catherine Deveny and Anthony Artmann) had a Love Party, a wedding with no god and no government. We were in love when we were 18 (1987) and fell back in love 23 years later in 2010.
Bride? Groom? Wedding? Yes.
Wife? Husband? Marriage? No.
I was a 90 kilo, 47 year old bride in ...
Read more - Love Party. Wedding yes. Marriage no. Thursday, March 3rd, 2016
I have this cleaner called Sandra. She’s been our cleaner for 20 years. She’s the only person I am terrified of. And I am really fucking terrified of her. If you live in Brunswick you know Sandra. Everyone knows Sandra. And everyone is terrified of her. She thinks the answer to every question is bleach, ...
Read more - Love Party. An intro… Friday, January 22nd, 2016
‘Can you make a certificate for us Jen?’
‘What, like a wedding certificate?’
‘Yeah, exactly. But a Love Party certificate. And can you make a little thank you card for the bonbonniere? Heart shaped or something. To tie around it.’
‘Wow! So you’re really going the whole wedding thing?’
‘Totally! I’m wearing a veil, we’re having a garden ceremony ...
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In June 2014 I was in the middle of a three month depression. I think it may have been adrenal fatigue. Whatever it was it sucked the enthusiasm, the enjoyment and the energy out of me. I was a husk. The first half of the year had been full on in the best and worst of ...
