Strange Times - Part 5: The Disappearance of Phil Collins
[1985] It was a rainy Saturday and I had settled on the back veranda with a book to read – The Trial – when Emma burst into the backyard,...
Strange Times - Part 4: Channel 99
[1983] The opening notes of Blade Runner echoed across the room from the tinny speaker, the roar of the spinners and blasting fire of...
Strange Times - Part 3: Deep Down
[1986] I poured another glass of Victoria Bitter from the tap, tilting it to keep the froth at acceptable levels while I stared at a...
Strange Times - Part 2: Hell Coach
[1979] Peter has asked me to write about something weird for his anthology. I didn’t have to think very far at all, I knew what I’d write...
Strange Times - Part 1: Temporal Telephone
[1988] I woke up close to four in the morning; the phone was ringing at the end of the street again. If I didn’t get up and pick it up,...
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...
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...
Cat Eyes
I swear to god I’ll kill them all. It was kind of cute at first, but this is getting ridiculous, unreasonable. I could bear it, grit my...
