Tag: writing

  • On ‘Hellhole’

    Been a busy ten days: after having a review of some recent Australian fiction published by Entropy, and a piece of flash fiction published by Seizure, Black Sun Lit have published some prose by me titled Hellhole – read that here. Favourite part of the piece? I like where it ends up. I like how Read.

  • On ‘Converge’

    Seizure have published my short, short story ‘Converge’ as part of their Flashers series. Read ‘er here. Favourite thing about this piece? The fish bone bit. Oh, and this AllFoods is on my jogging route. I considered providing a photo of it – of the AllFoods sign that hangs from the awning and blinks on Read.

  • On Foreign Soil, An Elegant Young Man + Captives

    My (somewhat lengthy) review of Foreign Soil by Maxine Beneba Clarke, An Elegant Young Man by Luke Carman and Captives by Angela Meyer has been published by (the good folk over at) ENTROPY. Thought it worthwhile to evaluate the work of some young Australian writers; by weighing the works against each other, I hope the trends and quality Read.

  • On The Coral Battleground

    My review of Spinifex Press’s reissue of The Coral Battleground by Judith Wright is up now at Verity  La. Proud o’ this one – The Coral Battleground has become something of a conservationist classic – because of Wright’s measured, sober tone, but also because it is genuinely inspiring, a testament to the power of people. But, as mentioned Read.

  • Update (II)

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  • On The White Review

    My review of number nine of The White Review, an arts and culture quarterly from the UK, is now up at The Writers Bloc. This is my third and likely final piece on lit mags – I feel like I’ve said all I want to say about them now; big thanks to the Writers Bloc Read.

  • On three stories

    The Bohemyth, an online literary journal out of Dublin, has published a suite of short, short stories, collectively titled “Three Stories”, by me. Read them here (and read the rest of the April issue here). I like the set a lot – and I do think of them as a set rather than standalone pieces, the distinction Read.

  • On what the sheep thinks of the sky

    Wrote this in a flurry on the weekend; woke up this morning and, like magic, there it was. I’ve had a few of the ideas contained within bouncing around for a while – this was an unusual, though not unwelcome, way of forcing them down on the page, a pile of dead birds as the Read.

  • On the most human thing of all

    “There’s nobody here just dogs and cattle,” said Matsumara. Well, also an ostrich, which he is now taking care of. “It was just wandering around.” (Link.) Matsumara is 83, lived in Fukushima for 80 years, and returns to the exclusion zone to feed abandoned animals. Can’t help feeling like looking after animals is the most Read.

  • Update (I)

    Breaking from the usual self-indulgent tomfoolery to write an equally self-indulgent personal update – for no other reason than to keep writing. The writing is coming easy. The reading is going terribly but I’m writing a lot. Apart from a few lit journals (which seem conducive to my condition), I have returned to Brief Interviews Read.