The world is your sardine. It’s like that whole oyster thing, but… not....
The Fettuccine Conun...
posted by Stuffed Olive
Let’s talk a little bit about food. For the most part, I think it is a good thing. It is probably safe to say that eating is a vital practice for the majority of humans. But nothing is black and white. Food can be difficult. I’m not talking about the making of food (although as someone...
Winter, or: I’...
posted by Stuffed Olive
You know how I don’t like summer? And how, not so long ago, I expressed my undying love for winter? Well, winter is only two days away and I’m not really sure how I feel about this weather. It’s quite… cold. On the plus side, I have the beach predominantly to myself at...
Excuse me, I’m...
posted by Stuffed Olive
I’m getting better at surviving visits to Melbourne. I’m learning to accept the crowds, the weird tasting water, and the smell. During my last visit, my confidence was so high that I even decided to brave public transport unaided. Usually upon arriving in Melbourne, I catch the...
One of these cats is...
posted by Stuffed Olive
This week I have been staying with my sister. She has a new cat. The new cat’s name is Marple and she is as sweet as pumpkin pie. Her sweetness makes her quite a contrast to my own beastly creature, but that is only the beginning of their differences. While my cat uses his scratching...
Sex Offence Sentenci...
posted by Stuffed Olive
[Trigger warning: content includes discussions about rape and sexual assault] The Sentencing Advisory Council of Tasmania is currently considering the sentencing of offenders convicted of sex offences in Tasmania. They have released a research paper and are seeking public opinion. In...
Time for Cake
posted by Stuffed Olive
The bride was late. After waiting 40 minutes, the celebrant sat down to ease his knees and had fallen asleep. After an hour and a half, the bridesmaids had given up on decorum and were flirting outrageously with the groomsmen, who had pulled out a flask and were offering it around. The flower...
Independent Woman
posted by Stuffed Olive
This evening after a couple of glasses of wine, I decided it was a good idea to replace my faulty exhaust fan myself, instead of waiting for a professional, or even merely capable, person to do it for me. “I am a competent individual,” I said to myself, driven by the over...
In Fabula-Divino Blo...
posted by Stuffed Olive
Today I’m taking part in a special blog hop with the In Fabula-Divino authors. We are all hosting different authors as they answer five questions about their experience as part of the In Fabula-Divino anthology. You also have the opportunity to enjoy a little extract from each of our...
Just Hobart Being Ho...
posted by Stuffed Olive
Walking through town the other day I spotted this sign: To be clear, it is an advertisement for a cafe. This might not be immediately apparent due to the image of a small baby taking over the majority of the sign. Don’t get me wrong, I want to gobble up babies as much as the next overly...
Stuffed Olive Weird-...
posted by Stuffed Olive
Given my rather sedate existence, I’m always troubled by the number of peculiar incidents that befall me. In particular, the weirdest things seem to happen when I’m in my car. I’ve mentioned before that I’ve been in many car accidents, one while I was stationary at the...
Best Blogs Competiti...
posted by Stuffed Olive
Do you love my blog? Do you think it is the best blog in town? Are you one of my most loyal subscribers? Perhaps you’ve never read my blog before now, but stumbled across it as you hunted for the ultimate crocheted birds’ nest pattern or suggestions for how to handle your school...
Power Out
posted by Stuffed Olive
Yesterday the power went out. My computer screen flicked off and immediately my heart began racing at 400million-trillion-miles per hour as I wondered if I’d lost the last hour’s worth of work. I always hit CTRL+S so obsessively that losing work is next to impossible, so often...
Author bios. ACK!
posted by Stuffed Olive
Holly Kench has a phobia of author biographies, most particularly the need to write one about herself. On being asked to write an author bio over 150 words in length, Holly went into a panic and wrote this instead. She doesn’t believe that more than 100 words are necessary to sum up this...



