Living just south of Ubud, global hotspot for writers, yogis and swamis… and busy looking after my three kids. A lot of sweating and swatting (mosquitoes, not kids), very little blogging and tweeting. But you can find me on Facebook www.facebook.com/fionahigginsauthor … Continue reading
So… this is what the view from my new writer’s nook in Central Bali looks like: No wonder I’ve gone all quiet. Since arriving in Kumbuh three weeks ago, I’ve been waaay too busy watching the rice growing in the field … Continue reading
I have a vexed relationship with technology. Just ask anyone in my mothers’ group. One of them reckons I never answer my mobile phone or respond to texts in a timely manner – and she’s absolutely right. Another suggested I … Continue reading
One of the interesting by-products of writing a novel is that people you’ve not seen in a while get back in touch with you. For example, a long time ago I used to work for Australian Red Cross. And last … Continue reading
I don’t know about you, but I reckon Mother’s Day is a bit like Christmas: over-hyped, over-priced, and likely to end in tears. It may well have its antecedents in ancient Roman and Greek festivals, or indeed the Christian Mothering … Continue reading
My fabulous book tour for ‘The Mothers’ Group’ is now over, and I’ve returned to the sobering reality of my ordinary life. Which involves rat traps: That’s right, when my stint as Get Reading’s April Ambassador concluded, my husband departed for … Continue reading
So this is what the lovely people at Get Reading have in store for me over the next few weeks. I’m excited to be part of Australia’s largest annual celebration of books and reading, and for my novel to be carrying the … Continue reading
It occurred to me recently that not only am I a blogger, I am a bogger, which is the technical term for someone who has changed too many nappies in their time. By my calculations, I have dealt with around 5334 nappies over … Continue reading
Last week, when I questioned the validity of UK-based philosopher Alain de Botton’s objections to his mother, I didn’t expect one of my blog followers to have personal knowledge of the matter. Not for a moment did I think that … Continue reading