Deborah Coddington

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Gender Female
Occupation Writer
Introduction Why the blog when they are so yesterday? I've been dumped as a columnist from nearly every major newspaper in New Zealand but I still have an opinion on most things, I can write, and I'm beyond caring if anyone reads what I say. So this is my take on various issues of the day, the week, the night. Not just politics, though I was far distant, an MP. Blogs, I hear you, are soooo yesterday. And your point is? That remark reminds me of the best line in (I think) The Life of Brian: "What did the Romans ever do for us?" If you don't understand that, read no further. I'm bored. I need to write. What I say doesn't mean I'm right. It doesn't mean I'm wrong. It does mean I write. Wallace Stegner said a poet is someone who writes poetry. Does that mean a writer is someone who writes? No. Dorothy Parker quipped someone could type, not write. You can comment. You can even be rude but if you don't use your full name - first and second - plus email address, I won't publish you. Fair enough; I use mine.
Interests These days I write books (Penguin Random House published my memoir, "The Good Life on Te Muna Road" last year, and are publishing "High Street to Homestead", in May this year, which I co-authored with Angela Williams). I have a dusty garage shelf of journalism awards, including a three-month Fellow to Cambridge University (no dust on that) - which all signify nothing. Today, puppies, the punters want angst, oversharing, neurotics and navel-gazing. Not that I blame these writers for pulling coin for this. To paraphrase Ta-Nehisi Coates, that's like shooting a man then criticizing him for bleeding.