Thank you, dad
Dad worked in Personnel. He was fluent in English, Maltese, and Italian, enabling him to translate for the Lebanese and Italian factory...
Dilemmas of a Middle-aged madonna
Jessica Vale sat on the warm sand, staring at the pristine water of Trinity Beach. This had been her sanctuary—the most idyllic place in...
Love on a Faultline - review
BOOK REVIEW by Meredith Fuller Psychologist & Author, Life member, Australian Association of Psychological Type This book, by a member of...
Love on a Faultline - testimonials
'Cecile writes lucidly and succinctly, and her making sense of the material in terms of Jung and others is interesting and intriguing....
Tell Me on a Windy Day
Tell me on a windy day That you loved me, never So that it can blow away All the hurt, forever Cecile Ravell ©2019
Don't Think Badly of Him
He was a child when he marched into war To avenge a father he rarely saw It left him scarred, it left him numb No emotion but anger to...
The Drama of Dying
A cold shudder gripped my body as I read the label on my mother’s medication. ‘Dad, these are only pain killers. What’s going on? What...
Not So Cocky Now
Alfred Gaunt sashayed towards the glass doors as the buxom secretary approached from the other side. He wiggled his hands at bosom-height...
If Boys Could Cry
If boys could cry - they wouldn't hurt themselves If boys could cry - they wouldn't bully others If boys could cry - they wouldn't bash...
