Publications and awards

Novel
The Time Lizard’s Archaeologist, Cloud Ink Press, 2021.

Finalist, second place, Unpublished Manuscript Award, Ashton Wylie Charitable Trust Mind Body Spirit Awards, 2019.


Anthologies 

After the Deluge,  Aftermath, SpecFicNZ Anthology, 2021
                           
On being silent too long, Kissing a Ghost, New Zealand Poetry Society Anthology, 2021
                                         
Your body’s a pupa, Fresh Ink, Cloud Ink Press, 2019.

Hecate’s skirt; With our eyes closed we begin to dance, Bonsai: Best small stories from Aotearoa New Zealand, Canterbury University Press, 2018. 

Extract from a novel, Ghost Travellers,  Fresh Ink, Cloud Ink Press, 2017.

Lorca’s Little Bird,  To Carry Her Home, Bath Flash Fiction Volume One, 2016.


Poetry
Without the scaffold of words, Landfall 241, Autumn 2021

Without the scaffold of words, highly commended, Divine Muses, New Voices Emerging Poets Competition, 2019.

On being silent too long, runner up, Divine Muses, New Voices Emerging Poets Competition, 2018.

Creative non-fiction
Whatever was bound, Headland, Issue 10, 2017.

Flash Fiction
Shadows; short-listed, Fish Publishing Lockdown prize, 2020
Homeless, Flash Frontier, June, 2020, long-listed NZ National Flash Fiction Day competition, 2020
Walk away, very carefully, in a straight line; It might be that you watched everything from a long way off; The woman who dreamed she kidnapped children; Flash Frontier, August 2019, long-listed NZ National Flash Fiction Day competition, 2019.
Black Cat, Flash Frontier, August, 2018, long-listed,  NZ National Flash Fiction Day Competition 2018. Lorca’s Little Bird, long-listed, Bath flash Fiction competition February 2016.
Now you are a curved white boat, Flash Frontier, August 2016, short-listed and highly commended, NZ National Flash Fiction competition 2016,
Transformation, Headland, Issue 7, August 2016. 

Tai chi, Flash Frontier, April 2016
Geometry, Flash Frontier, February 2015.
Splinters, Flash Frontier, February 2014.
With our eyes closed we begin to dance, Flash Frontier, July 2014, Auckland regional winner and runner-up, NZ National Flash Fiction competition 2014.
The pine-needled earth, Tuesday Poem, December 2014.
The last Christmas cake, Turbine, 2013.  

Short stories
Me and Bobby Magee, Ingenio, Spring 2014 (The University of Auckland Alumni Magazine), Winner, Ingenio short story competition 2014.
The Rings of Saturn, third place novice section, BNZ Literary Awards, 2011.
Spear points, commended, Graeme Lay Short Story Competition (NZSA), 2011.
Fly Away, finalist/highly commended, Sunday Star Times Short Story Competition, 2008.
Living with Lucinda, second place, Rawene Writers’ Festival Short Story Competition (NZSA), 2008.



assorted books on wooden table

Award winning fiction
1.flash fiction    2. short story

1. flash fiction
WITH OUR EYES CLOSED WE BEGIN TO DANCE

On Monday night I dream about Charlie Brown. He stands at the window watching Snoopy sleep on top of his kennel. Snoopy’s little tummy moves up and down as he snores and he’s wearing his goggles and scarf, the way he does when he’s playing the Red Baron. In the background Schroeder plays a blues tune on the piano and I have this weight on my chest that makes it hard to breathe.

On Tuesday Gerry gives me an ultimatum. The glasses or him, he says. Twenty-five pairs is twenty-four too many.
What’s brought this on, I say?
A bloody new pair every month for the last two years.
I pay for them out of my own money.

That’s not the point.
What is the point?
It’s crazy, he says. Sick in the head.
My new glasses slide down my nose. Gerry’s a blur on the other side of the kitchen table. I grope towards the bathroom and sit on the toilet seat. The back door slams. I blow my nose; go into the bedroom to find another pair of glasses – tinted, to soften the glare. A text arrives from Gerry saying he’s at his mother’s. I spread my glasses out on the bed; pick them up pair by pair. I can’t give them up, can’t be that naked in the world, even for Gerry.

On Wednesday I dream Schroeder plays jazz on the piano and Snoopy dances, his big beagle ears flying out, his feet doing circles on the ground. He’s still wearing his goggles and his smile stretches across his whole face. Charlie Brown reaches out and takes my glasses. He puts them in his pocket; he takes my hand. With our eyes closed, we begin to dance.
Flash Frontier, July 2014
Auckland  regional winner NFFD, 2014
Bonsai, CUP, 2018
 
2. short story
 Click here to read short story Me and  Bobby McGee


Black Framed Eyeglasses on White Open Book.