The Ones We Don’t Play With
(originally spun out of a Haverbrook story, don't know where this sits anymore) Must have been about two past midnight when the other...
Redundant
[written in 2011 for a high-school writing competition] It had happened so quickly and yet so slowly, all at the same time. Computers...
Time Guys
On Thursday we got the letter so on Friday we went into Centrelink; but on Monday, we went back in time. “I can’t believe we can’t get...
Strange Times - Part 10: Beyond the Zero
I don’t want to tell you any of this. I feel ashamed of it. You keep asking me about it and it just doesn’t come out right. It’s always...
Strange Times - Part 7: No Vacancies
[1977] A childhood friend called me up today. If those words above do not inspire in you a type of anxious apprehension, perhaps you are...
Strange Times - Part 6: After School
[1989] The primary school had no one around, dark, got the moon coming through the windows like art. Like I needed it to get scary, it...
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 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,...
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...