Strange Times - Prologue
The town where I grew up was a strange place Haverbrook was the name, east of Melbourne in deep, mysterious Gippsland. It wasn’t quite...
Upon Viewing
Urban legends have little basis in concrete facts, statistics or evidence. That’s why I dislike them. Almost all urban legends rely on...
In Mud and Fog
All there was, for miles and miles around was the fog. The thick pearlescent fog, rolling in from parts unknown, billowing down through...
Three Beers In, Twenty-One Old
The firs time I felt old, I was twenty-one years old. It happened at the counter of a bar in Melbourne’s north that’s quickly becoming...


George Herbert Mead: On Play
At the turn of the 20th Century, there was a trend in sociology towards macro-sociology - the analysis of societies and systems on a...
False Idols
Have you ever had someone say something to you and it just stuck? Like a kind of glue, you’d recall it over and over until it becomes a...


Riven: On Isolation
Riven: the Sequel to Myst holds a slot somewhere in my heart and mind for being one of those rare games to be devoid of human life. That...