General
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I’ve Revived my Writeometer
Years ago I download an app called Writeometer. I stopped using it for a long time because of my inability to keep a schedule and the big low of my writing years but have recently cleansed it and started using… Continue reading
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Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Warden
Sometimes I feel small, Like I’m curling into a ball, As if making myself small, Will make life feel less threatening, Sometimes it feels like I’m being swallowed, Like my body is being hollowed, Into the darkness, I am swallowed,… Continue reading
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What to Expect for this Semester
This semester I’m only doing 3 units (but still 48cp worth): KKB192: Smash the Act – Indigenous Australian Politics KWB306: Creative Writing Project 1 KYB302: Situated Creative Practice Industry Project 1 Smash the Act should be pretty straightforward but… Continue reading
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Writing Reflection: Week of the 3rd February 2020
Oh look, it’s something that I said I would commit to months ago and then didn’t, that’s not very me. To be a bit more serious, I’ve actually done well so far this year. Not perfect, not as great as… Continue reading
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My Writing Goals Chart
Recently I’ve put up a big poster (more like 21 A4 pages taped together) over my bed. It has three main sections: calendar, tracking charts and goals section. I’ve created this so I can see my progress whenever I enter… Continue reading
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Get Yourself SASS for Your Uni Life
One thing that has helped me get through my degree, and just life in general, is SASS. Secretly Always Stressing & Sweating. Now, it probably sounds strange to begin with but I’ll explain it further. When I first started university,… Continue reading
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The Unnatural Order of Things
Trees sown in lines, Hallways of dark green, no end Lit by shreds of light, Bordered by blank blocks of grass, not a stone nor a bush in sight. A tidied space. Stray trees push through here and there, amongst… Continue reading
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Not Always Material
She sings in a field of grass, With pools of green and pockets of flowers, Her eyes are empty, like glass, She remains here, even in the dark hours, She waits for her love to return, She waits with a… Continue reading
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He Called it ‘Onomatapoetry’
Bubble bubble, beep beep, He’s awake and his coffee is on, Whistle whisssstle, screeeeam, His coffee is off, Step step, jingle, ker-chack, He’s off to work, Thunk thunk thunk, Off he goes, Grind, click, clack, His bike is gearing down,… Continue reading
Hopfield is Writing 