Archive for October 22nd, 2011

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“I’m Eileen Naseby and I’m reading from my novel, Don’t Go Near the Water.

The bedroom is stifling but he refuses to let her turn on the air-conditioning. The noise drives him crazy. She crosses the room and peers through the blinds. Yellow smoke is piling up angrily over the distant northern beaches. In some places the smoke has turned an ugly shade of gray, and she wonders if this means more houses are burning. The air in the bedroom reeks with the brackish menthol of burnt eucalypts. Her shirt is sticking to her skin. She takes it off and hangs it over the chair and she hears him thwack the paper on the bed.
‘Did you go out like that?’ he asks.

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