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The Unchecked Baggage

Death: A painful truth

For those of you not following my life as closely on social media as I am stalking following yours, or for those who missed it because they have a life of their own... I previously posted that my Uncle Ian has... Continue Reading →

A Moth Story that wasn’t: “Tests”

Below is a story I prepared for The Moth in Los Angeles theme: "Tests". Names are drawn out of a hat, and on this occasion, mine was not. Here is the story I would have told: Every Immigrant you have... Continue Reading →

The Emperors new clothes: A moth story that wasn’t (Ambition)

This story was written for The Moth in Los Angeles January 10th. The theme was ambition. My name went into the hat, but sadly didn't get pulled. So here it is for the internets. Enjoy! In 1996, at the age... Continue Reading →

The Discovery of Courage: A Moth Story that wasn’t

  This story was written for the Los Angeles Moth theme: Discovery, but the name draw is a lottery and I was not drawn so did not get a chance to perform it, and it is therefore being shared here.... Continue Reading →

My first time at the Doctor$ in the U$A: AKA Bend over and cough baby

I've been in the US of A for almost nine months now, so it's only fitting that I finally took myself off to the lady doctor yesterday (are you sure theres no baby in there? No? Only burgers...okay fine). Shockingly,... Continue Reading →

#NationalDogDay: AKA how I fell in love with Foster Dogs

Today is National Dog Day (according to the instagrams I have seen through the squint of my hungover eye balls) and I have spent the entire Saturday vacuuming and doing laundry and snuggling with my current foster pooch Baloo, a... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I regret the road less traveled

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; I was born... Continue Reading →

Happy Birthday Mum

Today is my Mum's birthday where she is. I am 16 hours and 19 years behind her. When I turned 19, I was convinced that I would fall pregnant and have a baby like she did, and now, almost ten... Continue Reading →

Deadline: A Story that wasn’t (at the Moth)

So, recently I started going to a live theatre style thing (good word use me!) called The Moth.  The basic premise of The Moth (which happens all around the world) is that you go to listen to stories. It is... Continue Reading →

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