A New Zealander in Europe. Writing stories about women, identity and motherhood. Captivated by archives and the stories and memories we walk past everyday. Also, I making weird little artworks. Get in touch on Instagram, or Goodreads.

 
 
 
 
View fullsize I’ve been back and forth about whether to start a Substack, whether to start writing essays for submissions more, which platform, what, who, when, why.. so this week I’ve decided to just go old school: I’ve started a blog on my webs
View fullsize A visit to the Neue Nationalgalerie today to see the Brancusi exhibit. Beautiful, loved it, and who knew that Brancusi himself looked like a hot, hipster, silver fox? But then my favourite artwork of the day was this painting by Lotte Laserstein in a
View fullsize Thrilled to pick up my copy Tell Others by @kim.echlin today - Kim was my writing professor at VCFA and is such a generous, kind and insightful reader. She is also a brilliant writer- her novel Speak, Silence is one of my favourites and is a model to
View fullsize Read at my first Berlin open mic last night - and after some early nerves, had a lovely time. Read a short piece from the current manuscript in progress (almost finished!). Thanks to @anterdemi for creating such a warm atmosphere and bringing togethe
View fullsize When side quests collide: eating sardines + weaving + fleamarketing. Had stashed some of the tins and used them for weaving before but some vintage figures sent me off in a new direction that is very fun. Sardines on toast for lunch every day now! Ha
View fullsize For @carolinasaninp .. who introduced me to this wild little G. G. Marquez story last year that still haunts my brain and makes me think about the images we imagine when we are reading and how ephemeral they are, like dreams, that we can’t quit
View fullsize I’m late to this one but it seems appropriate train reading today. Been glued with fascination to the NASA livestream both with the wildness of it all (to the moon!), with the technicality and processes and then with the absolutely wild America
View fullsize One of my favourite things about Berlin is the layers of stories and there are SO many buildings, street names, artworks, sculptures, gravestones, plaques and statues that send me scurrying to google while perched on a fence, distracted from whatever
View fullsize A couple of treasures from the flea market today: an old sewing needle tin, a cute little dish, a fantastic (bombastic?) side eye. My idea of these two so far is that they are work colleagues, gossiping about the rest of the team during an office par
View fullsize Lost my reading mojo these last few weeks. Got that news-doom-scroll-late-night-update habit, combined with hysterical laughter at ridiculous insta reels. But today I finished a book, finally, for a book club - As I Lay Dying, by William Faulkner. It
View fullsize Average temperature in Berlin for the whole of Jan was -1.9deg celsius. It was cold! I tried not to leave the house. It’s snowed and snowed and then rained and then that froze then it snowed again. And so on. Now we’ve had more freezing
View fullsize Tove Ditlevsen absolutely nailing awkward school event chit chat.
View fullsize A couple of really snowy weeks here in Berlin, really cold and icy. Now it’s warming up a little (a balmy 2deg today!) and we’ll get that nice sleet and slush during the day, turn to solid ice at night.. anyway, some cozy days making foca
View fullsize I realised today I never posted about a publication I was thrilled to be part of in 2025. A personal essay I wrote — weaving together a journey to the Leukerbad Literature Festival, Thomas Mann and The Magic Mountain, James Baldwin, and Kather
View fullsize After slugging through Middlemarch earlier in the year and then a house move over summer I wasn’t sure if I’d read too much this year but I met my goal of 75 books by 2pm on NYE, in a hot bath with snow outside. Finished with the excellen
View fullsize Sickbed companion this week. The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers. So good.