Author Archives: Mel Green

Getting wrangled

Back to writing, in collaboration with my Brisbane friend Sian and the assistance of author wrangler Rachel & author wrangler assistant Cuinn Cattledog. And, oh yeah, I’m blogging again too, did you notice? Continue reading

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It’s Friday & I still have cats

Having decided to revive my blog, I’ve also decided to revive my intent to do Friday cat blogging, in the grand tradition of Mother Jones blogger Kevin Drum.

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Breathing new henki into Henkimaa

Because henki of course means breath. This is my quiet reentry into active blogging, after a long time away from it.

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Growing up Green

This was my halfway prize from my municipal liaisons for passing 25K words for NaNoWriMo last night.

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It’s Friday, & I have cats

Friday cat blogging? Great idea! It’s Friday, & I have cats too!

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An Americano in Australia

The difference between interstellar space and a good cup of joe.

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Reading (& writing) spacy

Writing science fiction (as opposed to science fantasy) requires research & reading. Here’s some of the spacy stuff I read, so that I can write spacy too.

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Hallowe’en: The night my writing is raised from the dead

In which I celebrate the imminent start of NaNoWriMo 2012 — & the resurrection of my writing life.

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Sikhs are often confused for Muslims, but no one should confuse that neither is deserving of murder

Hatred is blind. Love sees, and loves anyway.

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Power source

My power supply went out. Something’s begging for my attention. I’m pretty sure it’s me.

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