Midway through my stay, I reach an impasse in my work. My usual solution for unravelling any plot-knot is to walk it out. To pull on my...

The drive out to Greenmount was one long sigh. The roads were oddly quiet, as though everybody knew to get out of my way. ‘Give her...

The ability to remove yourself from other people and distractions and simply write—for as many or as few hours as you fancy on any day—is...

On the plane home to Sydney, hovering over a blanket of cloud, I reflect on my recent flash fellowship at KSP Writers Centre. A week was...

My Fellowship at KSPWC was wonderful and I’d like to thank all the staff and volunteers who enable these opportunities for writers to...

I’d been travelling for over a week by the time I arrived at KSP, and I’d be travelling again once I left, so arriving in my cabin –...

As a busy Mum doing post-graduate study and working part-time, the most magical gift I took away from my KSP Writer’s Centre retreat was...

I arrived at KSP late on a Monday night. I was tired from a month of touring around the country with my debut novel Burn, but I was...

On the afternoon I arrive at the ‘Aldridge’ cabin, storm clouds were moving in, which seemed to slow the cadence of city life. Rain was...

How does something manage to be both restorative and one of the most physically and mentally challenging things you’ve ever done? My two...