Saturday, December 21, 2013

Becoming a Regular - and How to Take That Home with You

One of our favourite things to do while traveling is find a little bar or coffeeshop and become regulars, even if it's just for a few days. Maybe we speak the language, maybe we don't - but regardless, we settle in for games of Yahtzee every evening, or games of Scrabble every day. Sometimes we chat with the locals, sometimes we just admire the view.
Surin Beach, Thailand (L) + Ella, Sri Lanka (R) [2013]

Often, we'll buy a small piece of artwork from the place - because the kinds of places we like to settle into tend (for some reason) to have local art for sale (as well as the imperative great beer or cocktails or coffee) - and then it hangs in our house and reminds us of when we "lived" in Paraty or Sintra or Long Beach.

But artwork's not quite what this post is about. It's about little routines - becoming a regular.

Friday, December 13, 2013

Eat with Your Hands - Where to Start

I think we should all eat more with our hands. Forget convention, forget tidiness and definitely forget the feel of metal sliding over your teeth and tongue. I have a theory that eating with our hands is better for us - that by touching our food we connect with it a bit more, that it's easier remember to slow down and chew and swallow. We're more mindful. 

It's pretty normal-feeling to shovel food into your face with a utensil - ever tried it with your hand? It feels very strange, very post-apocalyptic. Quick, the zombies are coming - EAT! Or maybe you are the zombie. Hmmm.

Is eating with your hands better for you? At this stage, it's just a theory of mine. There's a lot of fluffy internet crap to wade through on the topic, but I'll let you know if I come up with any scientific evidence for you. All I know is that eating with my hands is fun, and feels nice in a kind of naughty, should I be doing this? kind of way.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Blogging Angst, and What I'm Going to Do About It

Here's the thing about blogging. You start off wondering what you're going to talk about and then 3 1/2 years later suddenly you're talking about too much. Ironically, I've been a little quiet lately because I've been trying to figure out my writing future. Not "figure out" in a permanent sort of way, but in the sense of choosing my path forward from here. From where I stand right now. 

what does a tortoise have to do with existential crisis?

Out of all these things in my head, which should I put down here? Which should go elsewhere? Which should be note-booked for a later date? I think I've finally (sort of) figured it out.

Friday, November 22, 2013

Two Nights in Texas (Queensland) - and a Smooth Chai Concentrate

Most of the time when we travel - even just for weekends - we rent a cottage or a house. Then, for whatever time we're there, we get to settle into an alternative life - with a wood stove and neighbours and a chance to sit on the back step with a chai and a great book of poetry and be someone different for a time. Or someone (at least) unburdened by laundry and grant proposals and garage-cleaning. It's like playing dress-ups, except you're trying on all those things you think you might want to be, sans commitment. Farm-wife, baker, poet, bushwalker. A real local. 

That's a holiday.

And one of my favourite holidays in the last year was to a tiny town in Queensland called Texas. This cottage is seriously cute, don't you think? Tin roof, flower garden, a clawfoot tub and fireplace. I could die happy here.

Monday, November 4, 2013

My Favourite Books (and Essays) - So Far

Yesterday morning we arrived home to our little Brisbane townhouse and immediately started unpacking - mainly because our dog doesn't relax until the suitcases completely disappear. (Between you and me, I think the offcuts I bought her at the butcher have facilitated forgiveness ... she's curled up beside me at my writing desk looking pretty happy.)

This trip to Phoenix was a special one - Robbie and I married each other again, Nelle started Grade 1 in the US, we caught up with old friends and made new ones. So leaving this time was bittersweet ...

But it's always good to be home.

While I get my feet on the ground, I wanted to share with you a list of my favourite books. Awhile back, I started compiling a reading list on the blog - but I realised many of you may not have seen it. I read a lot of books, and I have strong opinions about what I like and don't like, so I thought I should share all my recommendations with all you out there. Plus, I want to hear what you're reading!

One thing you might notice about my list - I love fiction. This is something I only just learned about myself ... I always considered myself more of a non-fiction type, whatever that is. Since I finished my PhD, I've been reading more and more and more fiction - catching up on all those lost years when I couldn't fathom reading another word after I'd finished studying. But fiction - well written fiction - is different from how I'd always perceived it. I now find it mind-clearing. Absorbing all the rubbish off my brain like a triple-ply paper towel.

The writing in these books has inspired me - to relax, to think or see differently, to become a better writer myself. I endeavour to be the writer I like to read, and in fact since October I've been working on that! I've been taking (and LOVING) a fiction writing course that pushes me to write a short story a week on a different prompt. It's been challenging and fun and there is NO GOING BACK NOW. Fiction is where my heart really is! (Who knew)

Anyway - on to the list. I'll post it all here - and you can always bookmark (#punintended) the Books page for the latest update on what I've loved reading. There's a lot that's not there - but I felt strange making a "didn't like" list, so I've kept it to only the books I've really enjoyed. 

I hope you enjoy them, too! Please share your faves in the comments - we'd all love to hear them :)
Amanda xx


Travel's amazing - and everyone should do it. But you can still extend your world from the comforts of your own bed, in the wilderness, or at a cafe with a cup of coffee steaming away in front of you. If all else fails, there's always the toilet. Personally, I like arriving at school pick-up an hour early, to sit in my car in the warm sun and read.  

Regardless of where you are, a great book or essay or poem can entertain or inspire you, or may even transform the way you see things. 

And that is awesome*.

So here are some of my favourite reads. Some of them told me what I already knew, some what I wanted to know, and some what I didn't even consider knowing. All worked, for me.
I hope you enjoy them as much as I have.

PS. There should be books in each category, but sometimes they don't seem to load when you open the page. If not, just refresh the page and they should appear. There are quite a few books I've read recently that aren't here, for one reason or another. If you feel like starting a conversation about a book you see here (or don't) - I'd love to hear from you. Please email me here.

*Yes, I do say awesome from time to time. I blame the 80's.





What You Will Do, by Jacob Newberry in Ploughshares (2012)
The Slather, by Brian Doyle in Orion (2012)
Bruised, by Joe Wilkins in The Sun Magazine (Jan 2012 - sadly not available online in its entirety)
What the Dead Wear, by Sue Wright on Drimzel Road (May 2013)


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