This is the story of how I got sick
I didn’t really want to talk about how I got sick in my column, but I sat down to write and that’s what happened.
I didn’t really want to talk about how I got sick in my column, but I sat down to write and that’s what happened.
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” – Ernest Hemingway.
A poem.
This weekend I received a letter from the Office of the Auditor-General, telling me that the Ministry of Social Development’s “complaints and case management processes” are being audited. How very interesting. The Continue Reading →
Recently I put together a tiny poetry collection to apply for a grant. It was an interesting exercise, writing a set of poems that worked individually but also told a story together. Continue Reading →
Back when I first started this blog (which was actually in 2008), it had nothing to do with social justice or feminism or politics.
The Labour party has kickstarted a campaign to collect evidence of WINZ mistreatment.
I’m pleased to be able to tell you all that I’m now writing an opinion column for the Nelson Mail.
Paula “Bentoinette” Bennett invites @writehandedgirl to the palace for tea. Cartoon by Hayley Heartbreak.
This morning I met with Labour MPs Maryan Street and Sue Moroney to discuss Labour’s plans to address the systemic mistreatment of beneficiaries at the hands of Work and Income New Continue Reading →