A Modern Preoccupation: Pure and Deep Play Review

A Modern Preoccupation: Pure and Deep Play Review

We were late. We’d spent too long at the bar anticipating how great  Toa Fraser’s new play – Pure and Deep– would be that when it came to the crunch we only allowed a few minutes to find a parking space in central auckland on a rainy saturday night. It must have made a bit of sight – the two of us running in heels up Queen Street cheering each other with puffed affirmations of ‘We’re going to make it! ‘Yes, we’re doing this! Almost there!’ Ten minutes late, we were…

Trompe-l’œil: On reading Eleanor Catton’s The Luminaries

Trompe-l’œil: On reading Eleanor Catton’s The Luminaries

  I took it camping with me over New Year, I took it up north over ANZAC weekend. I talked about it in work meetings (‘Is it a good story? I like a good story.’),  discussed it in Wellington (‘Im about half way through.’ ‘Me too’ ‘I keep forgetting which characters are which…might write it down.’) and as Mum and I ascended the Pinnacles  in the Coromandel, she assured me that things really pick up after about page 500 (She was right. Go Mum!) And now, 832 pages later, my…

Let Your Love

Let Your Love

  Last weekend, a couple of cool cats I care for, celebrated their love by getting married. It was a fabulously fun and inclusive day, with friends and family contributing their talents in many ways. Sarah suggested I give a reading, and maybe a poem, and maybe a poem I had written? I’m not much of poetry-creator, more a poetry-reader and analyzer, so I threw a little something together by standing on the shoulders of giants, and borrowing from a few of my favourite poets.   Let Your Love Let…

Silas Marner – The Next Generation

Silas Marner – The Next Generation

  I read the novel Silas Marner when I was about 14, and I remember two things about it: there was an elderly male character, and that I didn’t really enjoy it. In fact, I trudged through it, page by page lamenting my lack of enjoyment until I finished it. Yet, in reading the entirety of Silas Marner I realised the wonderful sense of accomplishment in finishing something – the power of completing.  I learned that sometimes you start and complete things, even if you don’t enjoy them at the…

Welcome to the Vacuum

Welcome to the Vacuum

I am currently in a vacuum. I’m in the murky stage where something is almost, tantalisingly, nearly complete, but yet not quite. My masters thesis is in its final draft stage, printed off and gone to my supervisors, and I sit here in my rather comfortable vacuum, thinking about things I could be, but am not doing, and resisting the urge to watch day time TV. Somewhere between March and May, all creative engines were swallowed by my growing thesis-baby. I tried to write other things, little beginnings would float around in…