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Tuesday 3 March 2015
Featured Life

it’s been one year, one month and ten days

Kelsey Paske
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**TW: rape, violence** It’s been one year, one month and ten days. One year, one month and ten days later and I am not afraid of going to sleep anymore. Like a child, I was afraid of the dark. It’s fair to say that I haven’t really known myself in this time. I have been…
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Tuesday 3 February 2015
Memoir

memoir: han

Kain Kim
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For the longest time, I’d believed it to be a mere fatigue masked as sorrow, bouts of mourning meant to induce involuntary sympathy. The insanity plea. My mother is an exceptionally engaged person. It’s impossible to slot her into a schedule because she’s constantly days ahead of herself. Compulsion to productivity, she calls it. Cases…
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Thursday 29 January 2015
Memoir

memoir: i had a dream about you

Jonno Revanche
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The colour of this fantasy seems to me to reflect something closer to cream than anything else – cream, yes, because that is the colour of the walls I remember even if it was not correct. That was not important. It was the essence: cream, because even the air was delicious and sweet and perfect,…
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Thursday 15 January 2015
Memoir

memoir: the second to last train home

Ruth Wyer
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They are on a train to her house. She and her boyfriend. The second to last train home. They are alone in the vestibule and she is pressed up against the glass partition between the seats and the doors, and her boyfriend has opened her shirt and has his hand in her bra. Don’t, she says,…
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Wednesday 12 November 2014
Memoir

memoir: shedding

Magenta Sheridan
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The first thing you can remember is the cicadas. Their sound rings through the air, picking at your toenails and at the corners of your eyes. You can’t sleep. They herald the rising and setting sun and sometimes when you step on the nature-strip just right they stop. But then the cicadas chirp again. Your…
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Friday 7 November 2014
Memoir

memoir: my mythical maternal grandmother

Laura Kay
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Sometimes I wonder if my grandmother really existed or if I made her up in my head. All I have are constructed and reconstructed memories of a mythical woman and her illness and the inter-generational impact of her life. My grandmother’s photographs hang in my mother’s bedroom. Ten photographs of different sizes; some in colour,…
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Wednesday 5 November 2014
Travel

on the run, on my own: the road train’s final stop

Jo Williams
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It feels like forever since I last wrote a column and I guess, in some ways, it has been forever since we left Broome. From there we took the Great Northern Highway down the coast and made our way slowly but surely towards Perth. At our greatest, the West Coast road train weighed in at…
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Wednesday 15 October 2014
Memoir

memoir: the summer of leaving ghosts

Melanie Pryor
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I lie awake, eyes wide beneath the lacing of moonlight filtering through unfamiliar curtains, listening to the distant wail of trams. The pub up the street is pumping out a bassy whump-whump and bursts of raucous laughter. A coil in the mattress feels like a knuckle in my spine. The thoughts in my mind feel…
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Monday 6 October 2014
Memoir

street harassment in brussels

Reanna Clark
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When my friends warned me about the overt sexist comments many young women experience while walking on the streets in some European countries, I wasn’t sure what to think of it. Naively, I laughed, dismissing the issue by claiming I would have some devious feminist comeback if any man was to pester me. This attitude,…
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Friday 26 September 2014
Arts Books

The bookshelf diaries: lorelei vashti

Lou Heinrich
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The Bookshelf Diaries takes a peek into the reading life of writers, readers and book lovers. Today,  Lorelei Vashti allows us insight into what she (and her six-month-old daughter) are reading. What are you reading right now? Mostly picture books! My daughter is almost six months old and she’s really engaged and looking at everything around…
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Tuesday 23 September 2014
Arts Books

lip lit: how to get there

Catalina Bonati
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Rural writer Maggie MacKellar has been through a lot. In her second memoir, How to Get There, she writes about the challenges she’s faced, and how she’s made her life anew. A historian, McKellar was pregnant with her second child when her husband committed suicide. Her mother passed away a short time later due to aggressive cancer, and McKellar…
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Monday 8 September 2014
Memoir

memoir: no matter how small

Gena LeBlanc
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(TW: graphic bodily descriptions) I remember that my mother and I were out running errands, but not much else. I can’t tell you the time of day or year, if the leaves crinkled as their rust-coloured corpses tumbled through the sky, or if the scent of summer honeysuckle hung so thick you could almost taste…
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Sunday 7 September 2014
Featured Life

a father’s day reminder to celebrate your dad and make every day count

Holly Lazzari
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In celebration of Father’s Day, Holly Lazzari shares a story about her dad and reminds us to appreciate the people we have in our lives. I’ll admit it; I’m a complete Daddy’s girl. My dad and I find the same things funny, we always have stuff to chat about, we have loads in common, and a…
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Tuesday 26 August 2014
Life Travel

we grow towards the sun: life lessons learnt abroad

Stephanie Tate
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People seek out the warmth of the sun. They bemoan their bad luck when it’s too hot, and hate it when an overcast sky blocks the light it emits. We don’t hide from the sun, but we have a respectful fear of it. The sun’s a lot like life. When it’s perfect, we revel in…
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