I may have finished a first draft. Have definitely been slaughtering some darlings.
A little like this
Teen music *not Beiber*
Last night, I met a charming young Scot, a relative of my partner. Flying back today, he mentioned disappointment in not being able to find more old Go Betweens albums on vinyl in the record stores he visited in Aus. He runs a monthly indie night back home and is a fan of these, as […]
Daryl
There was an older lady and a man sitting on their deck. They were chilling with a beer (him) and a glass of wine (her). They were happy. They sat for a while. The man turned, as the lady said “I love you. We have been together for so long. You have supported me through […]
Anger shackles
On the train from Eumundi to Brisbane earlier this week, I’d scored myself some glorious uninterruptable hours to write a piece whose deadline casts a megashadow over the month (and a piece that’s proving a challenge on two fronts). Or so I’d assumed. Lack of chivalry meets lack of self control, and the bloke who […]