(The two of us at Poppy's launch in Dymocks, Adelaide)

At the beginning of the year, I was lucky enough to catch up with debut author, Poppy Nwosu to chat about her (then) upcoming YA book, Making Friends with Alice Dyson (Wakefield Press).

It’s now a whole month si...

In this final blog, I’ll be talking to Anna Solding, MidnightSun Publishing’s co-founder and director. Anna has a PhD in creative writing and her acclaimed novel, The Hum of Concrete was MidnightSun Publishing’s first release.

My aim in this blog series, was to find out...

In this mini-series, I’m talking to a few writers at MidnightSun Publishing who have found that their background skills, training and experience have led to other opportunities, allowing them to become more involved in the intricacies of the publishing process....

The Mysteries of Publishing

Until very recently, I had absolutely no personal experience (or idea) about what might be involved in producing a book. Indeed, the notion of a publishing house had always held an air of mystery for me. Whenever I submitted a manuscript for...

Poppy Nwosu’s YA novel, Making Friends with Alice Dyson was shortlisted for the prestigious (and snappily titled!) Arts South Australia Wakefield Press Unpublished Manuscript Award, 2018. Subsequently, Poppy was offered a contract for the book with Wakefield Press and...

In my last blog post, I described how one of the biggest challenges in my publishing journey has been the need to throw myself into pitch sessions: those five minute pockets of terror that seem to cost so dearly - not in terms of dollars, but in terms of dignity. I als...

The nightmare:

You’re jumpy, on edge. You can barely breathe yet all around, people are unconcerned, relaxed, unaware. On the opposite wall, the second hand on the clock spins, almost too fast to see, but the time doesn’t alter. When you force your eyes away, you realis...

It’s been sad and harrowing to see the bushfires in California. It’s a reminder how fragile our lives are and how trusting we tend to be that life tomorrow will be very much as it is today.

Here in the Adelaide Hills, the council reminds us each year to clear gutters; t...

When I was thirteen, my spine developed a curve.  I stood up nice and straight; but somehow, my back didn’t.

I’d learnt about how straight the spine was meant to be several years earlier because someone else in our family had developed scoliosis and needed to have a ste...

It was New Year, over eighteen months ago. Time for a spring clean, even in that baking summer heat. Perhaps it was the heat that had got to us: why else would we decide to tackle the area that never got tackled? That we'd never felt the need to tackle? The area I refe...