Tag Archives: Work
So you wanna be an expert….top tips for social workers in the media
When you think of Social Work you don’t often factor in the potential media opportunities that might come from that career. Back in 2004, after securing a job with a State Government organisation, I received my first call from my media spokesperson. … Continue reading
Unchoosing busy
The best part in doing a PhD is the busy label that comes attached to it. That even on the weeks when I’ve done nothing more than stare at the screen and play Angry Birds on my phone I can still pass it … Continue reading
a duty of care to our stories?
There is a disconnect when you write the stories. That you have to ask to hear them in order to write them. Sometimes in the telling, the sadness bubbles back up to the surface for those who open up and tell. … Continue reading
The less is more conundrum
The business coaches are right. Every day on my social media feed I get a link to a free online training video, a post about being the best entrepreneur you can be or an inspirational quote about just getting on … Continue reading
What a beautiful surprise
I was at my daughter’s parent teacher interview this morning. My lovely husband at my side. Small scribbled notes on the teachers paper in front of him and an excel spreadsheet up on the board telling me where she was … Continue reading
7 things I’d say to my daughter (with thanks to Elizabeth Gilbert)
My desk is a afloat with post-it notes. Ideas for articles, short sharp lines that might be useful for my thesis, action items that remain unactioned. They act like tumbleweed – blowing past my desk, curled up and yellowing from … Continue reading
Dressed for success – a TSIB interview
Back in the early noughties I returned home from overseas. I worked hard in a job as a shift worker offering counselling to women surviving domestic violence. We often worked alone at night and those small voices on the end … Continue reading
Part of the story
I was listening to a man speak on the radio the other morning about the way he, as a journalist, found it difficult to ensure he remained objective. Objective when reporting trauma and death in his own country. That it … Continue reading
Keeping afloat
Last week my long service leave ran out and I’ve found myself in leave without pay land. I knew it was coming but the creeping sensation of being cast adrift felt like the opening scenes of Life of Pi. Where … Continue reading
Stuck in the middle with you
I bent down this morning and ran my hands over my legs. It had been a long month of not shaving them, of not wearing shoes other than a very worn pair of birkenstocks and of pulling on a random … Continue reading
