Death Cafe Brisbane – this Saturday!

I know it's short notice, but I only bit the bullet on the weekend about curating a Death Cafe this Saturday 20th December. I'd love it if you could join us at The Three Monkeys cafĂ© for coffee/chai/milkshakes and cake/nachos/pizza in West End from 2-4pm. I want to let you know that I've had a … Continue reading Death Cafe Brisbane – this Saturday!

The Urban List

The Urban List Eliza Gower writes a sublime piece about me here back in 2011! Needless to say a lot has changed - particularly career wise, and instead of the The Bowery, I tend to hang at The End in West End 🙂

The perils of writing a book that can (but doesn’t always) mess with your head

You know that you’re dedicated ready to be committed when you’re writing a book and the following things happen. Things that don't seem to perturb you, even though they should. - you conduct all business from bed. Phone calls, emails, conference calls, interviews, reading coroners reports and court transcripts, skype sex or any sex for that matter. - … Continue reading The perils of writing a book that can (but doesn’t always) mess with your head


There is no indecision. Just the untangling of hair you manage to do so elegantly just as your door rises akimbo to the air.   The clang of chain takes a crack at chipping away your softness, but nothing can touch you.   You graft to my pupil; that absence of fear swimming in your eyes; sailing … Continue reading Providore

Honoré de Balzac

Balzac - a man who drank brutally heroic amounts of coffee. 'Coffee glides into one’s stomach and sets all of one’s mental processes in motion. One’s ideas advance in column of route like battalions of the Grande ArmĂ©e. Memories come up at the double, bearing the standards which will lead the troops into battle. The … Continue reading HonorĂ© de Balzac