Sralya Day

Here’s some culture for Australia Day – get it inta ya. Sralya Day, now its a thing. Not just some dusty public holiday at the fag end of the summer holidays, an extra long weekend for free just to make returning to school easier for Mum and Dad. A thing. With concerts and stuff. Sam […]

I had a dream

I dreamed of moneylenders slicing flesh from shinbones with machetes, and people being rolled up and crucified, so they would fit more readily on a wall. Couldn’t find the explanation in my dream book.

Comfortable Man

My daughter, reading an internet quiz to me: “What super power would you like to have?” I responded, “The power to turn red into green at traffic lights”. The next day, walking to the bus stop, thinking about work, it came to me. My secret desire. What I have wanted my whole life. To be […]

Presumption

My good friend Stephen suffered a great loss recently, and there is little I can do for him, other than let him know that I am thinking of him. It is not my place to share that loss. I have written a bit here about my dear friend, and how much he shapes what is […]

Grappling with 2017

The coming soon is coming sooner. Long awaited, the second volume of the Grapple Annual is, I hear, coming this way. If not just around the corner, then surely it is just down the street and couple of blocks to the left. Some rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Canberra to […]

Kaleidotrope

The new edition of Kaleidotrope is live and ready for your reading pleasure. Check out the contents below – in the words of various people, including that little kid, in O Brother Where art thou?, its bona fide. Fiction “The Song of the Whistling Crab” by Michael McGlade “One Thousand Paper Cranes” by Julie C. […]