Wellington is turning all sultry and subtle this weekend with the now annual jazz festival in town. Jazz greats are visiting and local jazz artists are strutting their stuff in full concerts and short recitals. We had third row seats to see Joshua Redman and his... All of a sudden the days are rushing by in a countdown to my visit to the UK in a week’s time. I am on the downward slope to putting my posterior down for a 26 hour stretch. Right now I can see nothing but that being a blissful experience of rest and relaxation. I... Turns out asking someone what books they read is akin to asking what kind of underwear they prefer. Or at least it was with a group of people attending a workshop I led a couple of weeks ago. I was shocked at how a seemingly innocuous ice-breaker question could have... If I were more of a royalist this weekend I would probably indulged in cream teas and hung out the union jack bunting celebrate the official birthday of HM The Queen. Instead I gave thanks for the public holiday and settled in for a longer weekend. I find it hard to... If limbering up is the warm-up for running, I’m still riffling through my wardrobe for a track suit to wear for my writing project. I realise now that I should have lined up some writing prompts and ideas over the last couple of weeks. Forward planning is not my... 