“Winter now And cradling trees reveal the secret nests of summer birds.” This photo was taken somewhere in Hobart, Tasmania. I’m thinking that we must have been out walking on Queen’s Domain, overlooking the Derwent Estury. It was the starkness of the Winter sky, and the crows’ nests which you might be able to see Continue reading

In 2017, Colleen and I moved from Hobart to Melbourne. We were living in Richmond, Tigerland! At about that time, I came across a wonderful Twitter account, @121_words and began to experiment with writing some twelve-word stories, which, now that I look back at them, were a reflection of how we were adapting to our Continue reading

I think Moonshadow might love me. Not in the way she loves Midnight, the strong, glossy male, her life mate. But there is a softness in her regard of me, an almost imperceptible relaxing in her alertness around me, and a gentleness in her bright eye.  All the crows round here are Torresian crows. They Continue reading

“Rod ‘Kok’ Roach” Rod Roach, “Kok” to his mates, settled himself at the bar table. Stood as the Commissioners came in. Bowed with a sort of practiced nod and sat down again, folding his arms across his belly, his shoulders stretching his baggy coat tight across his broad shoulders. He loved this bit. It wasn’t Continue reading

The crows and the currawongs were getting along well in the back yard on Sunday. Usually, they compete for food; and the crows, who are now great friends, have gained the run of the place. The currawongs are mostly a bit stand offish. But it was magic to hear them calling. You can just hear Continue reading

The Radicalisation of Abigail The first thing that ran through Abigail’s mind, when they brought her from her police holding cell into the interview room, was how was she going to write this up for her mid-term paper. Would she even get the chance? A few hours ago, she’d been sitting round the fire in Continue reading

Commencing this exploration of speculative fiction with the power to shape Australia’s future, I wish to acknowledge the Jagera people and the Turrbal people as the Traditional Custodians of Meanjin (Brisbane), the lands on which my office is located and where we meet, work, learn and create. I pay my respects to Jagera and Turrbal Continue reading