Category Archives: pseudo-literary wittering

National Young Writers’ Festival, 2011

The zine shop in Newcastle seems to have closed. The building that looked like it had been bombed has been knocked down. Hunter Street mall is still a wasteland of clothing too horrible to buy even at $5, but even … Continue reading

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I have quit NaNoWriMo. Can you tell?

I want to tell you a little story. Ideally it won’t be long, but it will be memorable. Not the actual content, but the emotional resonance. You won’t forget you read it. Even if you don’t exactly remember what it … Continue reading

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