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Category Archives: the apocalypse

The lost

I wrote about extinction grief for Overland journal: In Hobart last week for the Emerging Writers Festival, I went to pay my respects to one of my favourite tape loops: the video of the last thylacine in captivity, which is on permanent display in the new thylacine room. You can watch it on YouTube, courtesy […]

Scaffolds

Things are winding down for the year, and it appears my brain has decided to knock off early, but before it does I have managed to come to the end of a first-ish draft of the new book. Granted, it is mostly scaffolding, but now at least I feel capable of building something. I was […]

on walking away

September means it’s time to sign up to New Matilda‘s subscriber list – a very small monthly payment which will not only pay you back in independent media gold all year long, but also shower you with gifts and make you laugh the self-satisfied laughter of the well-informed citizen. I have been quiet on the […]

itchy teeth

time has been slow here, but now it is certain: my days at 57 Department of Internal Affairs Street are numbered. after going through the ups and downs of a solo residency, from crushed-out excitement to awful loneliness, through all the novelties and frustrations of working in a strange environment as a near-mute illiterate, i […]