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If we were logical, the future would be bleak

I felt like we needed some light relief this Wednesday - here's Lois, in a throwback from the archives :)

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The myth of 'special treatment' (how not to silence yourself)

It was like an awful, angry, bittersweet gallery of memories and stories. Never any preamble. Just a ricochet of disembodied words, unanswerable questions and occasionally a shard of poetry.

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Treasures passed down

Whaea Betz made us think about the things we inherited, and the things we didn’t. It’s difficult to pass on something you did not yourself receive.

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The ones that got away (and how it feels to see them again)

You never love a new place the same way you loved the old place. You must learn to love differently.

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Te Papa Tupu: Mentorship Programme

Applications close in a week - should you apply?

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In the grit (Reasons I withhold poetry)

When your lawyer forbids you from writing poetry, lol

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Have you ever been woken by a turn of phrase?

All the drinking I have ever known is merely distraction from drowning.

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Writing about Writing

A stand-alone section for those interested in craft with a tikanga | Te Ao Māori lens

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I will never sit on a panel at a writer’s festival and say that the act of writing is anything but spiritual.

When I think about that day, I often think about those people. I think about how it must feel to stand on the periphery of someone else’s terror and then get in your car and drive home.