Here's an old article I wrote about approaching Lent differently. Let me know what you think. If you’re anything like me, Lent is probably a time when you give up chocolate and other junk food, maybe even TV, and possibly feel annoyed for having to do so. However, we manage put up with these sacrifices, because…
On the evening of the 28th of January 2019, myself, I sat in the sold out concert hall of the Sydney Opera House, amidst an audience of all ages, as the lights went off and images of the ocean, backed by a cinematic sounding instrumental piece began. As the track reached its climax a burning…
As 2019 draws to a close I've been reflecting on the year; the ups and downs, highs and lows. While it would be quite easy to get caught up in regrets about missed opportunities, or situations which could have been handled better, I do have an overall feeling of gratitude for the year that has…
I was thinking of writing some sort of reflection on Christmas, but then I found this one which I wrote back in 2016. Since it covers pretty much everything I wanted to say, I thought I'd republish it here. Christmas in our culture today is commonly associated with the giving and receiving of gifts. I’m…
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Here is an excerpt from my short novel Kingstone. It's actually most of the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it! CHAPTER 1: A BIRTHDAY TO REMEMBER As the sun began its early morning ascent above the mountains, the small village of Anibar was bathed in a warm golden light and the surface of the…
Across the night, his ears caught snatches of a song. He was too far away to make out the words but it only strengthened his suspicions that what he saw was the re-enactment of some ancient ritual. Closer the procession came, winding its way through the streets and gaining numbers all the time. A bold…
From then on it was a race against time. A strong wind kicked up, propelling him along at a faster speed. But the wind which pushed him closer to the island also brought the storm clouds nearer. With his face fixed on his goal, he willed the boat forward, not daring to look back at…
