Microfiction: A Relaxing Day

There's something relaxing about sitting at the railway station on an overcast day, reading, occasionally lifting your head to see a few carriages whip past, peoople's faces a momentary snapshot traversing your synapses. Then you realise one of those faces was not human. You blink and the image is gone from your mind, a rapidly… Continue reading Microfiction: A Relaxing Day


It Ain’t Home, Is It?

In the span of a heartbeat, your brain attempts to re-engage with your new reality. You appear to be seated on an aircraft. Leaving your life and family behind to move to Melbourne, Australia. Shit. What were you thinking? To your left, your partner has a similarly stricken face. Clearly, reality just dawned on her… Continue reading It Ain’t Home, Is It?

Going Time Travelling With Jess Fink

Things I learned today: I’m not the only one who thinks self making out would be hot. Poop jokes go surprisingly well with introspection. Surprisingly well. This learning experience brought to you by one Jessica Fink in her fabulous book We can Fix It: A Time Travel Memoir. It really brought validation to my beliefs… Continue reading Going Time Travelling With Jess Fink

Wherein Our Young Procrastinator Tries His Hand At Chronicling

<scene> Our young procrastinator spawns on a little piece of land. A sea stretches out as far as the eye can see, not a hint of shore on any side. Well this is a monumental suck, decides the young procrastinator, displaying a dazzling array of vocabulary, and a not-so-dazzling command over sentence structure. His attention… Continue reading Wherein Our Young Procrastinator Tries His Hand At Chronicling