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Lessons in Life

3 Sep

You may or may not know that I went to ‘blogference’ on the weekend called ProBlogger.

550 bloggers converging on one hotel on the GoldCoast is a hell of a thing, you can only imagine how many selfies and images of food were zipping across the interwebs. You would be forgiven for presuming it was a room full of narcissists, but I assure you it was anything but. There was much love and support to be had…

As many of you aren’t bloggers I’m not going to talk to you about the conference which although it was ten kinds of amazing, it’s boring as batshit if you’re not a bloggy type.

What I am going to talk to you about are a couple of the invaluable life lessons I learned while I was there, because I believe that no matter who you are or what your dreams are this stuff is relevant across the board.

Fear is a killer.

We all feel it.

It’s natural to feel fear around something you’re passionate about but you mustn’t let it cripple you.

I was shitting my pants about going and hanging out with so many chicks (chicks are freaky, right?) but what I discovered was a coven of love and support.

Darren Rowse, PB founder, said “If you want to conquer fear, don’t sit home and think about it. Go out and conquer it.”

How true is that? You need to go and punch that fear in the throat because scared people don’t achieve their dreams. I could be all ‘feel the fear and do it anyway’ but it’s a bit wanky, so hear this….

FEEL THE FEAR AND DO IT ANYWAY.

You already know I’m a wanker. I told you about my vibrator.

Don’t be afraid to tell someone how you feel about them.

Just before PB I received a message from someone I didn’t know. A blogger. A really good blogger. And she reached out to me to tell me she really loved what I was doing and they way I was doing it.

She made my god damned month. I hugged the crap outta her when we met for the first time over the weekend and I told her she really touched me.

It made me realise that it takes little effort to tell someone you acknowledge what they’re doing and that you rate them. I took that on board and went and gushed all over a few people that I wanted to tell I admired and did I make their day?

Who knows, but at least I wasn’t scared to share my feelings.

You don’t get successful overnight.

Balls.

This one sucks big balls, sure, but it’s a great reason to keep going. Success, life, all of it – it’s a marathon, not a sprint.

Rand Fishkin, a specialist in something that I find really confusing, said “The price of success is failure after failure after failure.”

I personally would rather not fail lots of times, my poor ego hates it. Or maybe I already have failed many times. Lord knows, I’ve tried lots of things before I found this writing thing, but either way, you just need to start, and then you need to keep showing up consistently.

Set goals.

He who is aiming at something is more likely to hit it, than he who is aiming at nothing. Capiche?

Matthew Michalewicz touched on something that smashed me in the nose and made my eyes water….

Matthew Michalewicz

He also talked about goals, but you also need to believe in yourself.

And that shit is hard. It’s so much easier to doubt yourself, and wonder how you will ever achieve your dreams but you know what?

You are talented, creative and worthy, so why not you?

WHY NOT YOU?

Just start. Today. Better to start imperfectly than to wait until you’re perfect. I can’t remember which guru said this, and I’ve totes paraphrased but you get the gist.)

Achieving your dreams is not magic, it’s knowledge and process. Doing the steps that lead you to where you want to be.

When blogging royalty recognises you it’s ok to wet your pants a little bit.

I’m not cool. Not by a long shot. You knew that already but now the cat is well and truly out of the bag with the rest of the world.

So all of this inspiration and joy has left me feeling wrung out like an old sock. I feel a little sad.

I feel a little scared, because this is it.

I’m standing on the precipice of my new life and it’s now or never…..

These really are the days of our lives, and there is no half way.

You either do it, or you don’t.

 

 

There were many awesome women, but these women?  They are my tribe.

There were many awesome women, but these women?
They are my tribe.

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The big mouth who kicked the hornets’ nest.

14 Feb Holsbys rainbow, whangarei

Holsbys rainbow, whangareiIt’s been a big week for me on social media. I had my first public crucifixion.

I’ve pissed people off before, or perhaps offended slightly, but never before have I been the butt of strangers’ anger.

I’m open to intelligent debate on what I write, but ultimately this is my blog and I will not approve comments that bad mouth me, belittle me, rant on about what an arsehole I am or doggedly argue with me.

You can call it warped censorship, but I call it MY blog.

At 37 years of age I am well aware that I will never please all of the people all of the time, and all I can follow in this venture of mine is my moral compass.

It has been suggested that I am self-serving and selfish and I’m exploiting a young girl.

I would like to reiterate, that I am telling a story of one woman’s experience with her child. It is an interview with one person. I do not need permission from two separated parents to interview one parent.

Fact.

I’m not putting the child on hormone blockers and neither is her mother. It’s not a debate about the ins and outs of gender confusion, it’s just their experience, and how they’re living with it.

Using real names and images was never my call. It was arranged between the mother, child and publication.

If that makes you wish to crucify me, go right ahead. I have done no wrong.

I am not dogmatic in the slightest. I’m riddled with insecurities and want people to like me. Just like I was in high school only now I have better hair. My skin is still sketchy.

I am honest to a fault and I’m endeavouring to pursue an authentic role as a story teller.

I write about consensual sex slaves and prostitutes. That’s a bit taboo, too.

I write about swingers, and I write about families with disabled children.

Is that more socially acceptable?

Safe?

In this era of the superficiality of social media it is not easy to remain uncynical, but perhaps I am actually coming from a place of honesty?

Is it not possible that I simply want to shine a light on all the dark corners on life so we can all  have a greater awareness of our fellow man, and know that we all have frailties and weaknesses and they don’t make us any less valuable as humans?

People use drugs, spouses have cyber affairs, marriages may not be what they seem, mums get depressed and struggle to bond with their babies, people have mental breakdowns, people starve themselves, gorge themselves and cut themselves.

Masturbating is fun, drinking too much isn’t a sin, and sometimes we are all scared.

It’s ok.

It’s just life.

I write about life. I write about people.

I write about stuff. What I do, or what I try my best to do, is honest storytelling.

No hidden agenda.

Fame and fortune would be bloody awesome, but realistically MasterChef or Big Brother is likely to get me there before this writing gig.

If the stuff I write makes you uncomfortable, I apologise, and with no hint of malice I suggest you stop reading my blog because there will be more stuff that makes you feel uncomfortable.

I don’t feel discomfort from the messy stuff in the world. I embrace all of the wacky and wonderful differences that there are between us that create the tapestry of our lives.

I’m intrigued by the different. Intrigued by the messy.

Life is not tidy.

It is beautiful chaos.

PS Happy Valentine’s Day, homies.

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The story about the story about the girl that wants to be a boy.

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sunrise over the bay

I first started this blog because I felt like I was in danger of disappearing into the quagmire of motherhood.

I felt as though my creativity was waning and I was becoming a mum-bot with nothing going on for except her household and her kid… which became a plural and turned into kids, and the quagmire got deeper.

There was no great plan as some bloggers have, but on a whim after some friend’s suggested it one day I just sat down and started to write.

That was two not quite two years ago.

I did not become an overnight internet sensation. Far from it… But there have been a few little things that have come out of this journey of self discovery, blatant self-indulgence, self-promotion and humour.

One of the biggest things I’ve discovered is this girl can write. I can connect with people through words, sometimes better in writing than in person where I can be awkward or say too much.

I’ve always been passionate about food, but I’m also intensely passionate about humans.

Not for spectacle’s sake, but for humans being human.

Each and every single person has a unique, interesting and magnificent story. Some more than others, but everyone is complex and amazing.

I have this friend. She’s eight. I’ve known and loved her from the time her mum told me she was pregnant, and I’ve seen her grow from a cute, button-nosed baby into cheeky button-nosed almost tween.

She’s awesome. Cheeky, confident, sometimes too much of both but she’s a good kid.

A loving kid.

She’s a right tomboy. Always has been. Never thought much of it, because she’s just her.

My little friend.

Bubble Bum I call her. She used to laugh but now she hates it.

Won’t stop me.

I was quaffing chilli margaritas with her Mum over a pizza the other night when her Mum told me that her daughter wants to be a boy.

Like, proper.

The school principal suggested two years ago that they start looking into gender dysphoria because he believes this is not just a case of a tomboy.

We kind of knew that, but as I said never thought much of it.

Other people often do think much of it and my little friend’s Mum has been the butt of great judgment. So, after those chilli margaritas slid down so easily we decided we’d write their story and get it out there.

Awareness is everything, and these guys were keen to say loud and proud -

We are who we are. Accept your children and love your children and support each other as a community.

In a nut shell.

I pitched it around in a few different forms and it was picked up by a large publication.

It was written, edited, rewritten. The photographer traveled to my friend’s place and took their photos.

Here’s where it gets interesting.

The father was not consulted on the matter. My friend is the sole carer and sole provider so she was my only contact. The ins and outs of that are not relevant here, but what is relevant is when he did find out about it he did not want the story to be written.

He made some strong arguments, and he made those arguments strongly… including threatening legal action against myself and the publication.

The editor thought the story would be stronger with real names and images, and the father absolutely refused.

The story was pretty well canned.

Ultimately, I see both parents’ point of view. This isn’t about who’s wrong or who’s right, they both have a good point.

One intelligent human being wishes to create an awareness of a situation that should not be seen as shameful and bring a greater understanding to the community, and the other intelligent human being wants to protect his eight year old daughter from judgement from people who may not be as open-minded or accepting as one would hope.

In chess it would be a stale mate. As for a writing debut, it was killed….

We decided the editor may as well just look at it just to see how it had ended up as a piece, and it currently looks as though it will go ahead with pseudonyms and no images of the little one. This meets the father’s wishes although Mother and Child would still like to go public.

Personally, I’ve been so excited, and then so disappointed by this thing that I’ve learned that until I see something in print it’s not a sure thing.

I’m telling you this because my Facebook community requested the story about the story. I’m not telling you this for you to pick a side, because ultimately it’s worked out precisely the way I wanted.

I wished for anonymity for my little friend all along. She didn’t want anonymity for herself, but she is young to make such a call.

Someone recently asked me on my Facebook page why all the wacky shit that could happen always happens to me and I don’t have an answer for that, but I will say this for myself -

My life is anything but beige.

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Styling me, Styling You.

29 Nov

I do believe I drank about 500 bottles of champagne last night.

…or maybe it was 5000. What’s a zero between friends?

I feel surprisingly awesome today, however, so I reckon I still have a little adrenalin rocking the veins.

I wanted to quickly bang up some photos so you could see how it went down.

The police came early, but didn’t buy a book, friends flew in from interstate and the show of support for me was really overwhelming.

I was equally exhilarated and humbled.

A massive thanks to everyone who gave me their support, and and even bigger thanks to everyone who gave me presents!

I wasn’t expecting flowers and gifts and cards. It was like the Oscars. Speaking of which how awesome is my onesie??

a little more used to them coming at the end of the night but I'm open to change.

a little more used to them coming at the end of the night but I’m open to change.

the first air kiss of many…we were wearing the same shade of lipstick, could totally have gotten away with it.

the first air kiss of many…we were wearing the same shade of lipstick, could totally have gotten away with it.

A little word of thanks to my fans…. I got accolades for my least rambling speech to date.

A little word of thanks to my fans…. I got accolades for my least rambling speech to date.

A pair of yummy mummies proudly displaying their new books.

A pair of yummy mummies proudly displaying their new books.

I was feeling the love. Everyone got hugged. There was no escape.

I was feeling the love. Everyone got hugged. There was no escape.

Just a few so you can see how it looked. I’ll do a launch post soon and I’ll fill you in on how goes about pulling off a feat of epic proportion with no team, and no time.

I know today is officially day 13 of Awesome, but when Nikki from Styling You said she had a slot for me I thought it was a cracking way to finish this whole shebangalang off.

If you live in a cave and don’t know Styling You, Nikki has created an amazeballs cyber space for all things stylish and unlocking your style.
The thing I love about Styling You it’s not about fashion, it’s about style, and no matter your personal style, age or shape, it embraces everyone, with many, many  pretty things.

I’ve done a little Festive Cake 3 Ways to get y’all in the Christmas spirit.

Although I’m perfectly comfortable tackling sexy subjects like mojo and bondage on my blog – Keeping Up With The Holsbys  - I did not come to visit Nikki to talk about ménage a trois as such.

I’m actually talking about a trio of cake.

Sincerest apologies if I snagged you under false pretences.

After juggling one simple husband for seven years, I feel a real life ménage a trois probably makes life more complicated than it already is, whereas the aim of this sticky fruit cake is to make life easier.

I’m all for making the most out of one recipe and this easy Christmas Cake is a perfect trick to have up your sleeve this festive season.

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Cook Once, Feed All is about making your life easier while preparing nutritious and quick food for your family. This book is a collection of family friendly recipes, all accompanied by Danielle’s often funny and charming story telling.

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Exciting times

29 Sep

Danielle ColleyMy lovelies,

I just wanted to have a little word with you about some stuff going down at the Holsby Bar and Grill.

You see, I’d always given myself an internal deadline for this blog business before I had to quit it and go and get a ‘real job’. Blogging and social media, writing books and contributing to sites is a full a time job and whilst looking after the stinkers it keeps me very busy. Until now I’ve been doing it for free or the occasional sale of my old ebooks,

I decided recently that in order to continue working this hard, I needed to make some spondoolies. I really love money. And I’d really love to make money doing this.

Soooooooooo, I’ve recently been approached to do some sponsored posts.

I want to let you know that I’m not selling out, and I’m not going flog you shit. I’m going to continue to write interesting, thoughtful, funny and personal posts, and sometimes there will be a link included by a kind benefactor who is helping me stay afloat. I will always disclose when I have been paid to do a post.

I will not compromise my voice or my blog, but even with that in mind, as I’ve not done this before I will need to feel my way a bit.

My book is due to go to the printers this week (cue:heralding angels), there is more Holsby TV sitting in my edit suite waiting for me to cut it, I have deadlines up the wazoo for contributions and I’m so thrilled about everything my little blog has become.

It’s exciting for me, and you guys are such an amazing part of my journey that I want you to be in the loop about every step.

Stay tuned, and I won’t let you down,

Love,

Danielle

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Paralysis

6 Aug

fearI appear to be suffering from a type of paralysis.

It’s not permanent, at least, I hope it isn’t, but I currently feel as though I cannot possibly do all of the things I need to do in a day, so I barely end up doing any of them.

My inner critic is on steroids. I have writer’s paralysis, which is like writer’s block on smack, and when I do think of a topic worth writing about, my puff-chested inner critic pipes up with -

‘Who cares what you have to say anyway?’

I start writing and then trash the whole thing because I just keep thinking -

‘Who gives a shit what you think?’

I’m having a ‘What’s it all about moment’, and I’m not really coming up with any answers. I love this blog, and I love the people I’ve (cyber) met but I seem to be suffering from a bout of the Terrible Fear.

DOUBT

I recently read some advice for bloggers that you should only really write when you have something truly cracking to say. Some people write to a weekly schedule, and some people write daily. I don’t have anything worth saying daily, nor do I have time (thank Christ for that, I hear you sigh). I do think discipline is good when you’re writing, but if you’ve nothing interesting to say?

How do you know when it’s good, or truly interesting?

I guess, and I never thought I’d hear myself say this, but I’m a little sick of my own voice. I bang on and on about my feelings, and my thoughts and life and my kids, but there are so many people out there doing that, it’s not unique at all.

I’m still waiting for my book to be finished in the design stage. That will be cool. Then I’ll feel accomplished. It’s taking considerably longer than everyone anticipated and there’s not a thing I can do to hurry it along. I’m still so excited about it as a concept, but when it seems constantly just a little bit out of my reach it’s difficult to maintain momentum.

The sproglets no longer sleep at the same time, so I currently have little to no time during the day write, or approach people about writing, and I feel like I’m never going to go anywhere, or achieve any of these dreams. They’re not unattainable if you have the time to dedicate, but you need the time.

Time. I have no time. I need more hours in the day. Time is frustrating me.

Sometimes I look at the BIG PICTURE and the weight of it feels as though it could crush me. I know I need to stay present in the now, and just do the little steps every day, because that’s simply less daunting. Perhaps I should re-read Eckhart Toll’s The Power of Now, but I found it boring the first time to be perfectly honest. I kept thinking of the things I needed to be doing.

Case in point.

Anyway, I’ve been thinking these ugly thoughts for a couple of weeks and I hope that if I just get them out of me then I can move forward, and remember why I’m doing this in the first place. It’s meant to be fun. A release and an outlet, and not something that weighs on me as I try to compete with everyone else doing the same thing.

There are many wonderful bloggers that I’ve met in the past year and a bit, and from small beginnings I have a beautiful following of lovely people who read and comment, and care… but sometimes it just feels kind of lonely and like a strange thing to do.

Yesterday, Tarah from Starting Over As Ms awarded me one of those blog awards. They don’t really mean anything in the real world, but this one actually meant a lot. Kudos from peers is a special thing.

I’m not going to do the whole shebangalang of it, not for any reason other than I’ve done it a few times and am running out of interesting facts about myself. I’m just going to thank Tarah for her impeccable timing in giving me the Versatile Blogger Award, and if you have time to go and check her out she writes about the journey from being a Mrs to a Ms in her mid-30’s. I reckon she probably gets bouts of the Terrible Fear too.

Now, be gone Dark Feelings. You’ve been exorcised.

Let me get on with it, because I’m far too busy for this shit.

PS I told my darling friend how I was feeling and she sent me a link to Marie Forleo’s What To Do When You Doubt Everything. It appears it’s a real Thing, and not just a me Thing. Check it out if you’re ever afflicted by The Thing. First thing she suggests is taking time away from technology.

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Hooking up on Tuesday with the other Tuesday kids over at EssentiallyJess.

A Christmas Present for all my readers………HO HO HO!!!

23 Dec

xmas card

It has been such a big and exciting year, and I want to thank you all for supporting me and loving me and sharing in my life.

I’ve never said this before, but although this started as a very personal thing, it’s turned into something much more exciting, and you are all very much a part of my journey.
What was simply self-expression has turned into personal growth and endless possibilities, but what I was not expecting was to make a whole load of new friends.

I know there’s many of you out there reading who do not comment (I’ve seen the stats), and I know many of you think what you think is not important to me……but, let me tell you-

It is.

I love hearing your thoughts. I love moving you to comment. I love when you engage.

I put a lot of myself into this blog, so when you engage it’s very fulfilling!

If you just like to watch, I respect that, and I thank you for wanting to know what’s going on in my world, and my kitchen.

Those of you that do comment, thank you. I feel as though we have become friends over the past 9 months, and my cyber Village has become as important to me as my real Village.

So, to each and every one of you I say -

Merry Fricken’ Christmas, Yo!!!

I would love to send every single one of you a bottle of Christmas cheer, alas, you are too far and wide (and plentiful!) for that sort of behaviour, so I am doing a super flash sale on my books.
For the first 25 readers to get in quick, I am selling the second book for only $2.50.
Yep, that’s $17.50 for both books.

You will receive 120 pages of family friendly recipes for a pittance!

For just 12 hours, the first 25 people to get in quick, get this super Christmas deal.
The perfect last minute gift for loved ones, and the ideal way to say ‘I love you’ to yourself this festive season.

two book deal image

GET IN QUICK – BUY HERE NOW

If that doesn’t smack of Christmas spirit, then I don’t know what does!!!

Practical Parenting Magazine’s review of the Toddler Friendly Recipes Books….. I’ve hit the big time, Ma!!!

19 Dec

magazine clipWhen Practical Parenting Magazine told me they were going to feature my books in the January 2013 issue, I was proud as punch.

It’s not easy to get a feature in a magazine, so it felt like a little early Christmas present to know that they liked my books…….and I’m not even related to anyone in the office!

They told me it was out on the 15th December so I’ve been lurking around newsagents now for four whole days. Not all day, every day, I do have a life, I mean, I need to check Facebook and stuff, but I think the local shop keeps were starting to wonder if I was casing the joint.
One time, I bought D Man a lollypop because the lady started to look at me funny, but the rest of the time I was just cruising the aisles of motorcycle porn and well, porn porn.

But then, today it was there!!

I tore into it, rustling through the pages at the back of the shop like a 15 year old boy trying to look at a girly mag. I got to the end of the magazine and nothing??????!!!!

I checked the cover once more. January? Yep. Practical Parenting? Yep.

Ok, deep breath, and check slowly…………and suddenly, before my eyes, was the magazine debut of my recipe books. Admittedly, I could have done with a magnifying glass, but it was there in full-colour, by jingo, by jove!

Allow me to share my very first proper, printed book review -

GET CREATIVE IN THE KITCHEN

Written by funny mummy (they think I’m funny!) blogger, Danielle Colley, the Toddler Friendly recipe ebooks are full of tasty and easy recipes to temp (sic) little palates, as well as some great backstories and anecdotes.
Toddler Friendly Baking and Toddler Friendly Cooking are $15 each from http://www.keepingupwiththeholsbys.com/holsby-shop

We don’t see my name in print every day, so I knew you’d all be well chuffed for me…….hell, you might even decide that it is, indeed, the perfect Christmas gift for the person who has everything…..or the person that has nothing except a kid that needs to eat.

 

Proudly Presenting……The Toddler Friendly Recipe Series.

7 Nov

Ok, let’s get this party started………….

Drum roll, please.

LIGHTS!

MUSIC!

Cue dancing bears (politically correct ones only, say, cartoon bears with red tutus.)

Enter white horses with girls in silver sequined leotards blowing trumpets whilst playing harps…….

Laaydiiiiiiiies aaaaaaaand gentlemeeeeeeeen, we at Holsby Inc. are delighted  to present to you, an original recipe book series that will revolutionise your family’s life (or mealtimes, at least).

The ‘Toddler Friendly’ recipe book series is about making your life easier whilst preparing nutritious and fast food for your family. These ebooks are a collection of my most family friendly original recipes presented with stories to brighten your day.

Each book contains three never before (nor ever will be) published recipes, all, naturally, accompanied by my fabulous wit and charm.

These ebooks cater for all-levels of kitchen capability, and I endeavor to encourage you into a new way of thinking for your family’s meals. All recipes have been extensively tested on fussy eaters and little piggies alike.

If you’re stuck in a rut, preparing the same three or four meals for your family, these books are for you, and the stories may just help you belly laugh your way through the mealtime mayhem.

Bon appetit!

‘A fabulous collection of healthy treats and meals for small kids, with some hilarious tales along the way. These are the stories missing from cooking books! Well done, Danielle!’
Beth MacDonald, BabyMac

Well, what a breath of fresh air these books are! I have two very fussy eaters and was always having to make separate meals. After trying a few of Danielle’s recipe’s I now no longer need to do this, we all eat the same thing!  Not having a lot of time on my hands with two little ones plus # 3 on the way plus running my own business I am amazed at how easy the recipes are to follow.  Being in the health & fitness industry it is imperative that my family & I eat healthy meals & Danielle’s recipe’s tick this box also!
 I love the humour & real life stories. I find that I am not only reading a fool-proof recipe, but having a laugh along the way with her humorous & entertaining stories about life.
Thanks Danielle!
Yasmin Tselepis, Owner/Director Yummy Mummys Outdoor Fitness

I’m thrilled to announce some of my favorite peeps and products have shown their support for my ebooks by throwing some great gifts my way to pass on to 4 lucky buyers.

Our very fortunate first prize winner will receive a cheesetastic masterclass with MacIntosh and Bowman Cheesemongers in Sydney. You will receive an artisan cheese education and appreciation class valued at $99 GV. You choose your own adventure according to your tipple of choice;

  • Boutique Craft Beer & Artisan Cheese
  • Whisky & Artisan Cheese
  • Wine & Artisan Cheese

Generally, I will only put people with Sydney postcodes in the draw for this prize, however, if you live elsewhere and want to travel to experience this cheesy goodness then please drop me a comment.

3 other lucky winners will receive gift packs with some of my favorite supermarket items in it. These are things that are always in my pantry, and now I would like them to be in yours.

Red Island Olive Oil is, in my opinion, the best olive available in mainstream supermarkets.
100% Australian owned, the olives grown in our home soil and climate create a distinctly different flavour to their European counterparts. It’s green and herbaceous flavour makes it perfect for salad dressings, drizzling and even just dunking bread.
I’ve paid up to $40 for great olive oil, but Red Island is as affordable as it is delicious.

Marion Grasby became a house-hold name after being a Masterchef contestant, and she now is creating and distributing her own line of Thai and Asian foods, Marion’s Kitchen. I have found these ‘Marion’ boxes a god-send in these last months on those nights that I’m too tired to be fabulous on my own and I need a little helping hand.
Ranging from Thai Curries, to Sang Choy Bow, her whole range can be on the table in about half an hour, but they do not compromise on flavour. I don’t use packet foods, but this is a whole new level of quick cooking. You add fresh ingredients, and Marion brings the flavour.

Lindt Chocolate…..need I say more?

Palmolive is a household name synonymous with saving you from ‘dishpan hands’. Their new Heavenly Hands Raspberry Foam will do just that and leave you smelling like berries. Perfect for keeping by the sink to ensure your hands are always clean!

These are products that I honestly love and I’m thrilled that they’re supporting my launch. Sadly, only people residing in Australia are eligible for prizes…..although international buyers will be gifted with my eternal gratitude……..

But the love does not stop there, my pretties, no, no.

‘I am super blown away by these books- they are divine and it’s so enjoyable to get distracted from what your trying to make… or just consider making, with your quirky, funny tales. I love that you write like you talk! I can hear you when I read!!’
Claudia MacIntosh Bowman, MacIntosh Bowman Cheesemongers

Toddler Friendly Cooking and Toddler Friendly Baking will each be selling separately for $15.oo, but as a thank you to everyone who has supported me on this journey, for a limited time, I want to do a launch special of $25.00 for the two ebooks!

That’s an extra fiver in your pocket!!

These ebooks are the perfect gift for Christms as you save on wrapping and postage. That’s even more savings to spend on life’s important things like wine and coffee!

Buy now here!

I’d love to hear your thoughts, so please feel free to send in a review or a comment or love of any kind.

A Letter To Myself, one month (and a bit) on – October.

4 Nov

Hey you,

If someone gave out awards for personal growth I think you’d have a big medal pinned on your considerable chest this month.

You’ve had some big lessons, some light bulb moments, and a few gongs going right above your head, and at times been dragged kicking and screaming into your new headspace.

You’ve been dealing with a lot of fear and insecurity this month. It seems the further you go into this writing shenanigan the more rewarding it is, yet the more vulnerable and naked you feel. I think you showed up when you posted your butt. You know not everyone sees it that way, and there will always be people waiting in the sidelines to judge you, but you can’t think about them. They don’t matter.

What does matter, is your truth, and being true to who you are…….and of course, having an eye on the prize.

You started this crazy little thing called blog because you needed an outlet and in a few short months it’s shown promise. You can actually do this, Dan, and you could actually do this in a bigger fashion. The difference between a someone who wants to be a writer and someone who is a writer, is writing. It’s not about studying, or about university degrees, or even your old insecurity about not finishing high school, that shit doesn’t matter.
Everybody fears being judged, you’re not unique in that, so what are you going to do?
Sit on the sidelines and watch life?

Writing epic shit. That’s what makes someone a writer.

Doing epic shit is what makes life feel full. You witnessed some seriously epic shit last weekend at the Iron Man in Port Macquarie. You saw fear, you saw pain, you saw determination and you saw brilliant achievement.
That’s the stuff.
That’s living.

That’s the life you want…..and you only get that by doing the things that challenge and frighten you.

Your ebooks are ready to go, and your big launch is happening this week. The process of creation and collaboration needed to pull off that feat in 10 weeks has expanded your mind to infinite possibilities. Possibilities of creating a new direction for yourself that does not involve going back to work in an environment that renders you unavailable for your children.
Don’t be frightened of judgement, because you’re paving this way to create that space.

Anyway, it’s time to take off your granny pants and put your big girl panties on, dude.

Go be epic about your mundane life.

Love as ever,

Me

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