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The People’s Choice!

Posted by JC Clapham | 29 Jul, 2020 | Featured, Life, Writing |

Last month I submitted and read a fiction piece of writing in the Williamstown Literary Festival’s ‘People’s Choice’ awards, and was really chuffed to be voted as the winner!

On Tuesdays, we Chinwag

Posted by JC Clapham | 20 Jun, 2020 | Featured, Life, The Westsider, Writing |

This was to be my year for pushing hard against the social anxiety that at times cripples me, or at the least just makes me feel uncomfortable and awkward and seem that way to people.

HAHA!

One day…

Posted by JC Clapham | 7 Apr, 2020 | Life, Mental health |

How often do we have an idea or a half-baked plan we think would be good, but tell ourselves we’ll get to it ‘one day’? If you’re like most people, quite a bloody lot.

The world and society we knew as normal is changed, for a short time or longer, and it means most of us are left with more time at home, more time with our thoughts, even if it’s just the commute to work we don’t need to do any more.

The small things though, are there for us to do more of…

The Westsider’s Volunteer of the Month, April 2020: JC Clapham

Posted by JC Clapham | 1 Apr, 2020 | Life, The Westsider |

“The Westsider has been so great to me the past few years, it’s helped me find a voice as a writer, and strengthen my identity as a person. I love being part of this community.”

Gun it coming off of the line, corona

Posted by JC Clapham | 1 Apr, 2020 | Featured, Life, The Westsider, Writing |

What a batshit crazy year 2020 is turning out to be, hey?

Enormous bushfires shut down huge swathes of the country and crippled communities and the tourism industry.

And then something I hope was named after a type of beer and an old Toyota reminded us of the actual meaning of ‘going viral’, shut down the whole bloody planet, and put entire nations into a veritable coma, with no known date of regaining consciousness.

There’s a spotfire in my head, and our home is burning, too.

Posted by JC Clapham | 20 Feb, 2020 | Life, Mental health, Parenting, Writing |

Nothing I write feels ‘worthy’ of the page or screen right now. How could it? Our country is burning and our ‘leaders’ credibility even more up in smoke.