Today I was present at the Mosque in Nelson as the country marked one week since the atrocities committed in Christchurch. The turnout was phenomenal. In general terms, Nelson is pretty Continue Reading →
I wrote about Sugar Magnolia Wilson’s new collection for Booksellers New Zealand. It is an arresting treatise on gender, nature, love, and the unknowable depths of women.
Blame the bots? We’re relying more and more on algorithms to regulate our lives – but what happens when they get it wrong, sometimes with catastrophic results?
Like something out of a badly written B grade movie, Section 66A sounds boring, and it also sounds like something a lawyer would uncover at the final hour before a Continue Reading →
The Nelson fires are not under control, say Civil Defence, and the State of Emergency will stay in place until at least Wednesday. Here’s a list of how you can Continue Reading →
Yesterday I walked out my back door and saw the pillar of smoke billowing over my house. The wind was coming in my direction. I barely thought. I just ran.
I was never a Sex In The City gal, but even I remember the iconic episode where Charlotte gets diagnosed with vulvodynia. It’s poor representation of a misunderstood condition, but it’s Continue Reading →
It has been another horror week for news of violence against women. This morning, I learned the name of the man who committed a heinous crime. It was a name Continue Reading →
I have enough drugs in my house to kill me. Probably three or four times over. And that’s ‘normal.’ That’s just how it is.
‘Pain is a form of alertness and particularity; pain is a way in.’