Johnny Dark’s a Legend
TOWARDS THE END OF Glebe Point Road, the 438 bus pulled up outside the Valhalla Cafe and a gang of…
Category: short stories
Meeting Alan Nala
When I was in my mid-thirties, I would often go to bars in the city by myself, under the pretext…
The Substation Melts Down
That magnificent sound of bedsprings at night has eluded me for a number of years now, even though everything else…
Getting Stuck in the Game of Life
“Few women understand how great is the hunger in a man to be near femininity … Terrible things happen to…
The Dr Who Special on Channel 5
Henry wasn’t doing anything wild or exciting; he had simply wanted to go down to the local pub. His publisher…
It Could Be Worth Something
In the old Arncliffe Town Hall, Craig Edgley was down on one knee, flicking through a crate of records, when…
Fly, try again
The first fly that fell from the hole in the bathroom ceiling had six legs – but with one wing…
In Search of Cat Island: a feline adventure story
All the world’s milk has soured, laps have disappeared, the dogs of war — unleashed. Foretold in the ancient Chronicles…
Too old to date, not too late to Peyote
MIKE : “Dude, where’d my thirties go?” TOM : “Don’t be so narcissistic.” MIKE: “What? I’m not. Okay,…
Writers aren’t people exactly . . .
“Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be…