Moon folk

The 50th anniversary of Apollo landing on the moon approaches, which is a great and wonderful thing, because it means a plethora of all things Luna, and hopefully there will be some gold among the dross. Coincidentally, I have just finished the final draft of my third story about the Apollo mission, and launched it […]

The final hypotheses of Professor G

The final hypotheses of Professor G is available for your free reading … pleasure? … at Silver Blade. Just click on the link. Unhappy in his retirement, Professor G turns his analytical gaze upon the world immediately about him, and discovers more than he would like. Due to international clamour, constant requests on social media, […]

A summer story

Summer time here in Orstraya. Floating in the ocean yesterday in between the waves, all the beach moments of all my life joined together, as though the rest of life is a mundane interruption to that Eternal Now that is me floating, I was reminded of how that is reflected by the end of my […]

Straya Day

ALL the beautiful young things are wondering about the place dressed in their swimwear and large Australian flags, so it must be that day again. I was once abused by two bikini wearing teens on this day for not smiling enough (“BE HAPPY! Its Orstrayuh day”) and I will always be grateful that despite the […]

Rejectomancy

Jane Sullivan writing in this Saturday’s Sydney Morning Herald, suggests that writers aim for 100 rejections as a new year’s resolution. She cites an American literary writer being pleased with her 43 rejections in a year, and shellacking (there is a word I have not read in a long time) her rejection slips onto her […]

Things I like: the end of the world

In my comfortable childhood, how I longed for nuclear war(1).  My friends and I, we were prepared.  We didn’t have a bomb shelter, but we would make one in “The Darkies” (2) at fairly short notice.  We didn’t have supplies, but we knew where to get them, at the very last minute.  I convinced my […]

Things I like: Here

I feel a great sense of gratitude that the great conspiracy that is life and the universe unfolded in a way this week that I was able to see David Byrne perform in concert in Sydney. I saw Talking Heads perform at Narara ’84 as part of the Stop Making Sense tour, and it was […]