26 June 2019 The Māori Literature Trust is pleased to announce the finalists for the 2019 Pikihuia Awards. The judges were impressed with the diversity of the stories and great confidence in the writing. ‘The stories from the First-time Writers in English varied in topic, pace and characters – from colonisation to tūrangawaewae, poverty to … Continue reading 2019 Pikihuia Awards Finalists Announced
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I’m not a nautical person but that never stopped me taking to the sea. When I was a kid my stepfather had one of those tin boats that sat so low in the water the waves used to slosh over the side and mix together with the guts and blood of the fish, tainting the … Continue reading Coin Toss
A few months ago, I was commissioned to write a review of an exhibition at my local art gallery. The kaupapa was women’s suffrage through whakaaro Māori (a Māori lens). It was titled 'Māreikura'. Mareikura (verb) nobly born female.(noun) an order of female supernatural beings corresponding to the male whatukura. I was both excited by and apprehensive about … Continue reading Part of the Bargain: the Right to Write
'Hone and I editing at a friend's house on Boxing Day, with our helper cat, Jess.' It’s hard to believe that this is my last journal for the programme. Six short entries seem insufficient to really capture six months of growth and learning, six months of new experiences and the assistance of an amazing mentor, … Continue reading The End Is Just the Beginning
It was January, 2011. I had spent the past decade living in Tokyo and was visiting my mother in Whanganui over the summer. Although Japan has amazing cuisine, arguably the best in the world (Tokyo has the highest number of Michelen starred restaurants), I often craved New Zealand food. On my first day back, Mum … Continue reading You don’t look like a Māori
My heart rose into my chest, and my throat dried out as my finger hovered over the "submit" button. It was taunting me. I pressed my finger on the mouse, not realising I had been holding my breath until I was forced to exhale. I smiled to myself as the confirmation of submission flashed up … Continue reading An Epic Haerenga