Andy Mclean
by Andy Mclean The air inside the cavernous steel shed is hot and sticky, and ripe with a thick soup of odours: sweat, cigarette smoke and animal faeces. A large diesel generator grinds and vibrates just outside the closed roller-door, pumping two-forty to the large halogen spotlights and
Martin Smith
Andy Mclean
A short story by Andy Mclean In the darkness of the early morning, a tearing, grinding screech reverberates throughout the entire ship. Despite her thousand ton bulk, she shivers like a leaf in the breeze, until the grinding stops and she floats forward, silent except for the water hissing against
Phoebe Hancox
A Serial Poem by Phoebe Hancox Imagine my utter surprise When my dinner began talking to me. ‘Oi Miss!’ it shouted With a thick bogan accent. Talking sardines Were not on my bingo card this year. Though there I was, barefoot in the kitchen, Wondering if I was crazy. ‘Sorry
Steve Gray
by Steve Gray Previous Episode Saturday In Hill Street, a few doors up from the shops, there’s a young family, Mum, Jo Graham and Dad Mike, with two young kids who are livewires, Tito (7-year-old) and Rosa (6-year-old). It’s mid Saturday morning, and the
Geelong Cereal Community
The Geelong Cereal Community's response to our call-out for microfiction has been wonderful. Our heartfelt gratitude and congratulations to everyone who contributed to the premiere edition of Microfiction Mondays. Please enjoy this diverse and memorable collection of shadow- filled reflections, poignant prose, humour, and clever word play.
Mel King
Sci-fi/ mild horror, Language.
Martin Smith
Denise Main & Ian Chisholm
Denise Main Ian Chisholm Have you read the previous chapter yet? Archie suddenly jumped to his feet, the spoon in his hand fell to the ground. George looked up from his breakfast, a startled look puckered his face. ‘What the hell, he muttered as he watched Archie scurry to the
Kristine Fitzgerald
By Kristine Fitzgerald Have you read the previous chapters yet? Lying by the edge of the lake, Fletcher closed his eyes and rested. He had learnt a lot from his discussion with the other members of his group and he took his time allowing himself to absorb the new ideas.
J.S. Harman
Interviews- Writers Writing About Writing
Steve Gray
by Steve Gray An eclectic set of shops set in ‘downtown anywhere Melbourne suburbs.’ It’s a ‘T’ intersection with a mix of older and odd shops that have quaint appeal. Over the years, properties have been cleared out to provide parking for staff and customers, as well as parking