Christina’s gone. In the corner of the bedroom are the cardboard cartons to be sent on to Brisbane, where she’s gone to be with her family again. The day after …
Crimson Encounter (Gemma White)
I am seeing red. Bright red nail polish on my toes as they stick out from your doona. War-time red lipstick brightening my mouth, smudged now from your urgent kisses. …
HOPE VERITY FITZHARDINGE: we honour you
Sorry to break into our usual rhythm of transmission, but something important has happened in Verity La-La-Land, and we want to share it with you. It all comes down to …
Just a Little Bit Brilliant: Anthony Macris’ Great Western Highway – a love story
By Tristan Foster One thing is clear: we live in strange times. The influence of the market has seeped into every facet – every wrinkle – of our existence, leaving …
LIFE’S BLOOD: an interview with Marcella Polain
Marcella Polain was born in Singapore and immigrated to Perth when she was two years old, with her Armenian mother and Irish father. She has a background in theatre and …
A Dog’s Name (Paul Adkin)
I got him second-hand. His first owners had called him Kafka, which I had to change: an ennobling name for a dog, but demeaning for the great Prague writer. I …
One Perfect Day (Amanda Marx)
It was just a glimpse I caught of you Not quite enough to fill the gap Between the knowing and déjà vu My mirror image to unwrap Reflected there behind …
An Incredible Sense of Trust: Nathan Curnow and Kevin Brophy's Radar
Review by Lucy Alexander Imagine you’re browsing the bookshop and you pick up the slim volume of Radar, with its cover the colour of vellum and the concentric circle pattern …
THE SENTENCE MAKER: an interview with Andrew Croome
Whether in person or over the wonderful, magical internet thingy, Andrew Croome is fantastic company – smart, thoughtful, and disarmingly friendly. His most recent novel is Midnight Empire (Allen & …
Enlightened (Autumn Royal)
Susan started smoking when she was sixty-three. She was bored with crossword puzzles, vacuuming carpet, and yelling through the tiny holes of the telephone. While zapping her routine Thursday-night Lamb …