Musings from the last little bird. Currently a blog following my attempts to earn a living through creative writing and digital art. Thursday, June 11, 2015. A little more writing advice. Yes, I can math! It with a hint of a giggle in their voice.

I Got His Blood on Me. A bloodied figure staggers into a new century, a cranky. Ghost stops a Kāpiti train, a sealer meets death in Fiordland. Bes t First Book Award 2013.

On Aug 15, 2013. Inadequately blue the sky folds open every morning like origami and i fold out with it, like butterflies, like pretty birds, lifting away, only to be caught in the creases of the ocean. they say that if you make one thousand paper cranes, you get a wish. On Aug 15, 2013. Dust A china elephant Small, delicate Sat still on the mantle. But why had she kept it? La Langue Française Madeleine Ballard. On Aug 15, 2013.

Mittwoch, August 5, 2015. Exklusiv für das Literatur- und Musikfestival Wege durch das Land. Habe ich achtzehn Gedichte nach den Kinder- und Hausmärchen von Jacob und Wilhelm Grimm geschrieben. Ein dunkler, politischer Zyklus im Licht der oralen Sprechtradition. Mittwoch, Juli 15, 2015. Hier eine kleine Produktion der Klangkosmonauten.

Need help with WINZ? Am I a charity? August 11, 2015. Last night I read a post by a woman named Louise about what it really means to be a student in New Zealand. It really cut me open.

War Bride, Part Two, Sixty-five Years On. Not seeing the lady from Spain. What a certain song on the radio brings. Sunday morning, city cafe. Goose summer, Whareroa farm. Two Car Seat Covers for Twenty Bucks. Outside the sun is shining. Why I became a librarian. Are all the pilots down? .

Maori word of the day. Ngā mihi o te Kirihimete me te Tau Hou. Wellington City Library Summer reading Challenge! Would you like to be a student librarian in 2017? Year 10 and up.