Struggles of a wannabe novelist
I entered the rabbit hole a long while ago, but the rabbitholing stepped up in earnest a couple…
Green martyrs and holistic faith
A little English church in Madrid When I lived in Madrid as a university exchange student, I attended…
Asian pride, or lack thereof
If I’m honest, I’m probably more proud of my parents’ law degrees than they are of mine. I’m…
Jindy Journal 2: Living and leaving the quiet life in Jindabyne
The winter has flown by and we will be moving back to Sydney in a little over a…
Boys, booze, faith and purpose in Ecuador
It’s funny and terrifying how quickly ten years can fly by. Somehow it has been a full decade…
Jindy Journal 1: A winter in Jindabyne
Originally it was going to be the Austrian Alps: extended time in Europe for me, extended time skiing…
The job that changed my life: looking back on my career at International Justice Mission
Leaving my job at International Justice Mission (IJM) definitely feels like the end of an era. It has…
Growth and learning in my mid-30s
A number of things have made me conscious that I am no longer a young person. In addition…
Embracing my inner artist
I have this theory: that our society tends to view being academic and being artistic as mutually exclusive.…
Babel, or how not to write yourself into your novel
In many ways, R.F. Kuang’s Babel, or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History seemed a novel written…