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Life Through a Lens … Leibovitz exposed

In books, films, great photos on December 8, 2013 at 3:18 pm


Annie Leibovitz’s photos stand out like nobody else’s. My favourites are her Susan Sarandon portrait, the iconic John Lennon wrapped around Yoko Ono shot taken a few hours before he was murdered, and pretty much anything from her Rolling Stone period.

This documentary should really be watched in conjunction with the accompanying book, which is quite possibly the most beautiful thing i own. Both show three streams of Leibovitz’s photography — her magazine work, her family photos and a poignant set of pictures of her lover Susan Sontag’s last months and death.

Beautiful, sad, beautiful, sad, beautiful.

The stalking of Julia Gillard

In books, feminism, media, politics on June 29, 2013 at 7:55 am


From Allen and Unwin.


In books on September 7, 2012 at 3:17 pm

Impeccable Sauce.

I haz the bubons

In about me, books on August 6, 2012 at 10:58 am

In the words of the great Jon Stewart, I have the bubons.

Timing is pretty good at least. Better this week than next, when I’m due for a trip south for a little culture and fine food. But honestly, the bubons, in this case an old-fashioned achey, shivery dose of the flu, can go and get stuffed.

I have bookshelves to build, Olympics to watch and a life to change.

The former is relatively easy, the middle bit is a doddle, and the end bit is proving to be a little troublesome. Too many questions, not enough answers, at this point.

I am sitting here listening to an audiobook … Alan Bennett’s Diaries 1980-1990 … he’s a miserable bastard, but so clever with words and descriptions, and there’s something about his Leeds accent that I find oddly comforting. Go figure.

All hail the bubons, for giving me a good excuse to do what I’ve been doing all along since the End Times … sod all.

Now, THAT’S a tattoo

In books, great photos on July 26, 2012 at 2:01 pm

Impeccable Sauce.

Ruined by Game of Thrones

In about me, books, television on July 16, 2012 at 9:52 pm

Well, I was writing a sword-and-shield romance.


And then, late to the party as usual, I started watching Game of Thrones.

And that, as they say, was that.

The genre is dead to me. Lol.

Awesome television. AWESOME.

A Long Time Coming is finally here

In about me, books, lesbian on July 12, 2012 at 11:44 pm

My third novel, A Long Time Coming, has been released by publisher Regal Crest, and is now available from your online bookseller.

It is available both in hard copy and e-book form from Bella Books.

It is available in hard copy and Kindle from Amazon, which is where I would recommend you get it from.

Hard copy is USD$14.95 and the Kindle is $9.99.

Go for it. Feel free to write a review for Amazon.

If anyone would like a signed copy, I have a limited number available. Drop me a line and we’ll talk postage, etc.

By the way, the version of ALTC available on this website is the very, VERY rough first draft and will, in fact, be removed shortly. The printed version is much better and differently constructed.


In books on July 12, 2012 at 12:52 am

Impeccable Sauce.


In books, writing on July 5, 2012 at 1:15 pm

Impeccable Sauce.

The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes

In books on May 18, 2012 at 4:42 pm

Oh Mr Barnes, what you do to me … *shiver*

Let’s not talk about the plot … let’s talk about the words.

In those days, we imagined ourselves as being kept in some kind of holding pen, waiting to be released into our lives. And when that moment came, our lives — and time itself — would speed up. How were we to know that our lives had in any case begun, that some advantage had already been gained, some damage already inflicted? Also, that our release would only be into a larger holding pen, whose boundaries would be at first undiscernible.

Tell me that doesn’t make you tingle. Tell me that isn’t the most exquisite use of language.

I want books that teach me words I’ve never heard or words I know but have never used. Words that add something to my existence. Words like susurrus, deliquescent, exegesis and lucubrations. I want books that use those words without pretention, without forcing them upon me.

Mr Barnes does that and so, so much more.

But time — how time first grounds us and then confounds us. We thought we were being mature when we were only being safe. We imagined we were being responsible but were only being cowardly. What we called realism turned out to be a way of avoiding things rather than facing them. Time … give us enough time and our best-supported decisions will seem wobbly, our certainties whimsical.

You cannot resist this book. You cannot. Read it. Then read it again. Bathe in the words. You will not regret it.


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