Monthly Archives: June 2012

Nobody

Nobody Carl told me Luke gave him a carrot and shared an egg. I cried. Carl was eating cake. I was at the next table with a pot of tea. We shared the cake and I bought him a coffee. … Continue reading

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Notes for “Children of te Marama”

Children of te Marama is a fictional history, a meditation on migration and homage to the dispossessed. It is a semi-linear, reverse chronological story tracing the narrators history deep into the past. In doing so, it oscillates across the planet, … Continue reading

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A Creation Myth

The shark and the kauri were having an argument. “You see everything as spirit” argued the shark, “and there is nothing material in what you say.” “You see everything as rational” argued the kauri, “And you have no soul to … Continue reading

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Children of te Marama

I have no words of my own. As Apollo Korzeniowska said, “C’est une histoire sur des destinees depaysees, sur des individus expulses et perdus.” I have a nightmare. I am awakened, shouting “Moon, Moon, Moon” and leap, naked among my … Continue reading

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Finding the Inspiration

He had often wondered which came first, the chicken or the egg. He knew, rationally, it was an unanswerable problem, an exercise set for the student who could never sit still. A pointless question, because the issue had already been … Continue reading

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Notes for “The Unraffle”

“The Unraffle” is a longer piece of flash fiction that examines an interesting issue in physics. The story started as a simple misspelling of the word “unravel”. This produced the leap in imagination that led to the examination of what … Continue reading

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The Unraffle

To the people of Tlön, the unraffle was the ultimate in egalitarian chance, perhaps something even greater. Today, Joan had chanced to win. She already held her winning ticket as she arrived in the village hall. The prize, a basket … Continue reading

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