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Familiar yet foreign. That’s how I would describe driving the car. It’s something I know how to do, yet now, it feels a little different. In fact, driving the car feels a little weird. It’s nearly nine months since this experiment began. That’s nine months of driving less. And riding my bicycle more. Much more. The experiment was never framed to eliminate the car but to test the boundaries of where the… Read More
At the outset of this experiment, my thoughts roamed – sometimes leisurely sometimes briskly carrying concern – around what this project might bring. What decisions I might need to make. Last week I met one of them. It had been nearing. And nearing. Then it was here. How will I get to the Byron Bay Writers’ Festival? The Byron Bay Writers’ Festival brings me a lovely dose of literary life over three… Read More
Sometimes negativity knocks on the door and with the wink of an eye, surreptitiously says, “wanna come to my party?” And soon you find yourself mindlessly dancing to tunes from a decade ago that you thought you’d forgotten and never did like anyway. Mine came in the form of a writer’s block. The words just weren’t flowing. I kept turning up each day this week to a manuscript thirsty for words, but even though my… Read More
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