The Porter . . .

Sunday 16 January 2022 **This is more of a character introduction than a full story. I wanted to create a character who had been in his job for a long time, and I wanted that job to be simple, and … Continue reading →

Review: The Telling Time – P. J. McKay

Sunday 9 January 2022 Late last year I was asked by Jo, a representative of Aisling Enterprises in Melbourne, if I’d like to review a novel by New Zealand author, P. J. McKay. The short description given to me was … Continue reading →

Wisdom Or Wise-ar$e-dom?

Sunday 2 January 2022 At the start of every new year, we do this thing where we come up with resolutions that we intend to follow through on during the year. Resolutions that we create in the hope that actually … Continue reading →

What I’ve Learned In 2021 . . .

Or Things I Wish I’d Known At The Start Of The Year . . . Monday 27 December 2021 It’s been a year, hasn’t it? Covid-19 threw us another curveball by sticking around for longer than I think many people … Continue reading →

A Bunch Of Stuff 3 . . .

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Sunday 19 December 2021 It’s been a weekend, that’s for sure. Between the surveillance of the ongoing mystery long-term gastro-intestinal illness that my pooch, Phryne, is suffering from and the flipping cr@p headache I’ve had all weekend I’ve not had … Continue reading →

Death Walked Behind Me – Part 6 . . .

Sunday 12 December 2021 Marlene cringed. Despite the hardships we’d faced, the adversity, the new normal we’d come to live by, killing a child was still wrong any way you looked at it, and Marlene didn’t want to be the … Continue reading →

Death Walked Behind Me – Part 5 . . .

Sunday 5 December 2021 It was a relief, however, when we heard Luke’s voice again. ‘Sorry, had to shut the radio off. They came close by. Not sure there’s any way we can move them on safely.’ ‘What can you … Continue reading →

Death Walked Behind Me – Part 4 . . .

Sunday 28 November 2021 ‘You think Arlo killed her?’ Adam asked. ‘Don’t know,’ I replied. ‘Just weird that she hasn’t changed yet.’ ‘Kid,’ Jimmy said, ‘don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.’ It was ironic that Jimmy said that … Continue reading →

Death Walked Behind Me – Part 3 . . .

Sunday 21 November 2021 ‘What’s that, Luke?’ Marlene asked. She pointed at his right arm. I think we all spotted it at the same time. Blood, dripping from under Luke’s sleeve, pooled on the floor by his feet. ‘It’s nothing,’ … Continue reading →

Death Walked Behind Me – Part 2 . . .

Sunday 14 November 2021 I had reservations. With only the two of them, it would be easy for the infected or the others to overwhelm the guys. Jimmy assured me that he’d shoot first and ask questions later. Luke promised … Continue reading →