Archive - The Writing Project

The Closer Look: Looking less Close.

I really liked my old glasses, I thought they suited me nicely. But when I was given a new prescription earlier this month, I looked at my frames and…

Jun 16 •

May 2025

The Journey: Month Twenty-Nine.

His little fingers made smudges on the glass door. They glided across the smooth surface with an audible squeak. It was the sound that first made me…

May 31 •

The Closer Look: Not an Umbrella in Sight.

The news came in a few weeks ago that Wellington would be windy. People were advised to stay indoors, away from windows, and brace themselves for the…

May 16 •

April 2025

The Journey: Month Twenty-Eight.

Are you Bready?

Apr 30 •

The Closer Look: How to Fold a Fitted Sheet.

There was a palpable, apathetic confused excitement in the air on Lower Cuba Street on April 7th.

Apr 16 •

March 2025

The Journey: Month Twenty-Seven.

Colloquially known as 'The Mince’, the Westminster building has been my home for the last seven months.

Mar 31 •

The Closer Look: A Groovy and Joyous Occassion.

In Wellington, we are blessed at this time of year by an abundance of free and excellent events, from Newtown Festival to Cuba Dupa or things like…

Mar 21 •

The Journey: Month Twenty-Six.

This year I have been able to spend a bit more time in Wellingtons most fascinating suburb, the Aro Valley. Home to damp students and good beer, one of…

Mar 1 •

February 2025

The Closer Look: Singing out one's Song.

The definition of a drummer is someone who hits drums. By this definition, the man who sets up his drum kit outside the Swan Lane carpark would be…

Feb 17 •

January 2025

The Journey: Month Twenty-Five.

It’s Monday night, it was mostly quiet as Mondays often are. However at maybe seven thirty this guy jogs up to the front of the shop. He slows down and…

Jan 31 •

The Closer Look: Stretching Outward.

I sit in Tūranga, the Christchurch city library, four floors up.

Jan 16 •

The Journey: Month Twenty-Four.

“Have you been naughty or nice?” He says as he stuffs his ‘belly’ back into his belt. It’s eight o’clock in the morning, I look longingly at the coffee…

Jan 1 •

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