This is somewhat of a work post, so please bear with me as I think aloud here. The absolutely brilliant National Digital Forum is holding its conference again in November at Te Papa, and after having such a wonderful time last year, I most definitely intend to be present and enjoy every minute of this … Continue reading »
Author Archives: Shelley
Fighting the Black Dog: in medias res.
There are many excellent articles published recently on depression and the pains taken to get people to understand clinical or major depression, and how it is not what you think it is. I was diagnosed with clinical depression 12 years ago, and after one lot of nightmare drugs which amplified everything instead of helping, I … Continue reading »
Skin and ink
Once upon a time, I wrote (in this blog, I’m sure – but I can’t find it), that tattoos are like marriages: you’re bound for the rest of your life, and if you do decide it’s not for you, and you want to remove it, the process is protracted and painful, and you never get … Continue reading »
Reflections on a question I get asked often.
I went to a first birthday party today.* It was everything you’d expect from such an auspicious occasion. The birthday boys were the centre of attention: finding the wrapping paper far more interesting than the presents. There were kids everywhere. And there were the parents keeping a wary and indulgent eye on their children and … Continue reading »
“Beneath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp…”
It’s been a few weeks of introspection. First of all, I’ve been able to work on the mother of all problem statements for my new project. This one is a doozy. It’s like trying to untangle a skein of knotted silk yarn. Not pretty. A little patience and teasing a few kinks, and I’m finally … Continue reading »
Breathing easier…
It’s been in the sort-of pipeline for months, but seeing as I put pen to paper today, I can now happily say I have a job when I finish up the maternity cover contract with my current employer next week. I have my very own project to occupy me for at least the next three … Continue reading »
when life gives you pause…
Stop. And listen to what it is trying to say to you. I’ve spent the last few months, getting back from the Camino trying to get to the point where I could do an ocean swim. Wrecking my rotator cuff in 2011 and not having it heal properly has put paid to any sort of … Continue reading »
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife…
Happy New Year! It’s 2013, and we’ve all survived the zombie apocalypse that had nothing zombie-ish about it. We also survived not one, but two raptures (not to be confused with raptors). After a beautiful, but blustery NYE in the capital (cancelling the fireworks. Again.), the first day of 2013 has graced us in a … Continue reading »
These days of darkness which we have known will blow away in this new sun.
I can’t believe 2012 is nearly over. I go up north tomorrow for time with the family and the puppy and countless laps in the local aquatic centre and (hopefully) hours in the sun. I’m sure there will also be babies to cuddle, fruit to eat, and a book to finish. I spent most of … Continue reading »
NDF: Doing good sh*t, and other things I learnt.
There are two conferences that I aspire to speak at/participate in: NDF and Webstock. I put in an abstract with a wish and a prayer for NDF earlier this year, and miracle of miracles, I was invited to speak. Looking at the calibre of the others I was presenting alongside, I am still humbled at … Continue reading »
