Posted in A.C.T., Fiction, Varuna Alumni, Writer-a-Day recording, tagged enclosed in this small space, Longlines, rising panic, writing on December 16, 2011| 1 Comment »
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“Hello, my name is Alison Booth and I’m going to read to you part of the prologue to my second novel which was published with Random House Australia earlier this year and it’s called Indigo Sky: (more…)
Posted in NSW, Script writing, Television Sitcom, Varuna Alumni, Writer-a-Day recording, tagged Bar Association, Cleaver Greene, comedy, sitcom, writing on December 15, 2011| 3 Comments »
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Hi, this is Deborah Klika reading from my comedy script “At the Bar”- a comedy for anyone who has to work with their ex.
SCENE 1 – INT. BAR ASSOCIATION MEETING ROOM THE MEETING OF THE BAR ASSOCIATION IS IN PROGRESS. RUTH KARP, SC, IS CHAIRING.
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Posted in Queensland, Varuna Alumni, Writer-a-Day recording, YA Fiction, tagged abandoned wilderness resort, circus, cult, weird mob of kids, writing on December 14, 2011| 4 Comments »
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“Hi, I’m Maree Kimberley and I’m reading from my work in progress, a young adult novel, Dirt Circus League.
‘That’s the Dirt Circus League,’ Karen’s voice was low. ‘They’re one weird mob of kids.’
‘They’re one talented mob of kids,’ said Angie. (more…)
Posted in Fiction, NSW, Varuna Alumni, Writer-a-Day recording, tagged Jimi Hendrix afro, Mr Mandela, South African past, writing on December 13, 2011| Leave a Comment »
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“Hi, I’m Susan Beinart reading from my novel, Thin Skin. Before Leon came that night, I pictured him on Mum’s hard kitchen chair. As if he were with us, below the painting of Mr Mandela, sharing lamb chops at the round table with Mum, her boyfriend plus my Olly and me. We sat close, like a real family. Yet our door stayed shut – Leon wasn’t there. Was he scoring at some dealer’s? Palms clenched, I almost got up to search for him. I scowled at the wall and said, ‘Instead of painting Mandela, Leon should see his shrink – his art’s worse since he did that picture.’ (more…)
Posted in Poetry, Queensland, Varuna Alumni, Writer-a-Day recording, tagged bowerbird, butcherbird, Currawong, Magpie, ring-necked plover, Val Vallis Poetry Award, writing on December 12, 2011| Leave a Comment »
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Hi, I’m Rachael Briggs and this is a poem called “Murder in New South Wales”.
The currawong sat on the currawang
amid the catkins gold
and the curly, trilly song he sang
he warbled black and bold. (more…)
Posted in Nonfiction, Varuna Alumni, Victoria, Writer-a-Day recording, tagged anaesthesia, consciousness, memory, surgery, writing on December 11, 2011| 10 Comments »
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Hi, I’m Kate Cole-Adams. I’m reading from a work in progress Till Human Voices Wake Us which is a non-fiction exploration of anaesthesia, memory and consciousness.
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Posted in Biography, NSW, Varuna Alumni, Writer-a-Day recording, tagged architect, Castlecrag, Marion Mahony, Walter Burley Griffin, writing on December 10, 2011| 11 Comments »
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“Hi this is Glenda Korporaal and I’m reading to you from Marion’s Story.
“It was by no means a case of love at first sight but it was madness when it struck.”
So Marion Mahony would write later of her love affair with her husband Walter Burley Griffin. (more…)
