The other day, while I wandered past the lily pond, a poem began to write itself in my mind. I hurried home, aware that it would vanish...

The day dawned in typical early-Autumn fashion: rain showers interspersed with bursts of brilliant sunshine. I needed to leave early to...

… and the rest, as they say, is history. Or, in this case, a new novel. For the past week I’ve been feeling rather lost. I miss the...

Creative intuition is best described as an expanded form of consciousness that enables us to interact with reality in a different way. ...

In early December 2020, I moved to a small village on the mid-north coast of New South Wales. Here, in the sub-tropics, in a simple...