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“My Mother Never …”
Another Novakovich “Fiction Writers’ Workshop” Exercise My Mother never went down to the end of the town without consulting me. But as you may know—if you have read Mr A.A. Milne’s poem—James’ Mother did. James James Morrison Morrison Wetherby etc. etc. that is. She did go down to the end of the town, and quite Continue reading
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“We Are Life Savers!”
Le Père de Christy Est Mort. Another Novakovich exercise. This time the task is to “think about an incident that you avoid remembering—or can’t clearly remember—and write about it. School was over for the year, yet Christy still wore his uniform — long trousers and blazer now that he was in high school. It was Continue reading
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“Schooled”
Another Novakovich exercise. This time, I am sourcing a story from a memory of a childhood fight. Some elements are true; some are made up or altered. There was no reason why it happened. At least, no reason that I knew. Though in later years I speculated that it might have been this or it Continue reading
About Me
An Australian post-lawyer reclaiming creative space and delving into speculative fiction after too long an absence.
Sunburnt Speculations 