Posts Tagged ‘Halo 17’

Behold! – my latest column, Jingo Bells, is now available at Halo 17 for your intellectual and viewing pleasure.  This week, I detail the trials and travails of patriotism. Come one, come all!

Inspired by Proposition 8, my latest column over at Halo 17, The Case for Gay Marriage, is up. Check it out and dig the politics!

Indeedy-do: my new column is up at Halo 17. This one’s on sex education.

Have fun, kiddiwinks!

Yes, it’s that time again – my latest article, Life After Rowling, is now up at Halo 17. Knock yourselves out.

Also, awesome sidenote: Nick Harkaway blogged about me last week. Shiny!

Generation Why

Posted: October 8, 2008 in Ink & Feather
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My latest column, Generation Why, is now up at Halo 17. So why not check it out?

Yes, it’s that time again – my most recent coumn, Hung to the Over, is now up at Halo 17. Do feel free to drop by and leave ludicrously flattering comments.

That is all.

My fornightly column at Halo 17, called the Unicorn Evils, is now in business. First article: The Modern Apocalypse. Enjoy!

Progress!

Posted: August 29, 2008 in Ink & Feather
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Thanks to this blog, I was offered (and accepted, with inarticulate cries of joy) the opportunity to write a fornightly column for Halo 17, an Australian arts/music/culture site. Which, as far as I’m concerned, is unfathomably awesome, and therefore something everyone else should find awesome, too.

(From this angle, the ultra-devious Small Cat appears to be feigning interest, but maybe that’s just spite at my ongoing refusal to self-combust and explode into easily digestable chunks, which, owing to the nature of my demise, would also be cooked, and if I smashed a bottle of sauce over myself in the process – well, so much the better.)

…That thought ended up at a weirder place to where it started. Sufficed to say, I am now, technically – among other things – a columnist, which sounds approximately 9,437 times cooler than government lemming, would-be novelist or distance student. So now might be a good time to print business cards.

So I can, you know. Business them.

 

Note To Self: Do not blog after coming home from Bar Open at midnight. Pixies will eat your brain, and incidentally, you will sound like A Crazy Lady. And capitalise at random.

Oh, bollox.