Writing | Angela Wallis Moore

Angela Wallis Moore

A Time to Write

The weather in Santa Barbara is sunny and warm, and I have written my 1000 words for the day. I am sitting on the sun lounge beneath the...

Angela Wallis Moore

The Sentient Mountain

We sat drinking tea on the sandstone terrace of a property just outside Berrima in the southern Highlands south of Sydney. It was one of...

Angela Wallis Moore

Haiku - The Process

This morning I wandered by the ocean, marveling at the beauty of stone and shell, seaweed and sand. I found a pebble which seemed to be...

Angela Wallis Moore

A Vicar and a Rabbi walk into a Bar ...

… and the rest, as they say, is history. Or, in this case, a new novel. For the past week I’ve been feeling rather lost. I miss the...

Angela Wallis Moore

That Feeling You Get When ...

That feeling you get when … you’ve finished writing the final chapter of your book! At last, I’ve completed the trilogy. Well, that’s to...

Angela Wallis Moore

Wabi Sabi and the Beauty of Impermanence

The Japanese philosophy and aesthetic of wabi sabi has long been a source of interest for me. The contemplation of the ephemeral quality...

Angela Wallis Moore

Relocating home and self

In early December 2020, I moved to a small village on the mid-north coast of New South Wales. Here, in the sub-tropics, in a simple...

Angela Wallis Moore

Feeding the Muse

Having just returned from ten days on the Coffs coast and in the Northern Rivers region of New South Wales, I’m now reflecting on the...