Category Archives: Working

“What’s the muck?”: An interview with James Purtill

via Animalarium I met James on a creative writing course at Victoria University in 2009. At our first workshop I was struck by his swarthy tan and his faraway squint, and his long pauses between words, as if he’d just … Continue reading

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Year of the Abandoned Idea

by bisybackson For me, 2011 has been the Year of the Abandoned Idea. So many have lagged behind and have fallen: ideas for articles, essays, blog posts, poems, emails, and even – tragically – tweets. Only a few ever made … Continue reading

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I guess there was a sense of inevitability about it

Astronomers are greatly disappointed when, having traveled halfway around the world to see an eclipse, clouds prevent a sight of it; and yet a sense of relief accompanies the disappointment. Simon Newcomb Jean-François Martin, Le Monde des livres (‘The world of … Continue reading

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You’re going to lose the day if you keep this up long enough

You may or may not have noticed that I’ve been having some trouble writing anything here. Autumn has this kind of congealing effect on my brain – I feel pallid and sluggish, like a custard square under hot lights. Why … Continue reading

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Me and David Hill

Editors really must keep cuteness out of biographical notes. – NZ author David Hill in a review of Sport 39 1. My first reaction is: oh, come now, David Hill. We’re talking about New Zealand. Everyone knows everyone. If we’re honest, … Continue reading

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The rest is easy (a found poem)

Crime stabbed fiction (by Jonathan Wolstenholme via Points de Fuite) I’ve been doing a lot of writing recently. When I was feeling a bit disheartened today I revisited the Guardian’s good old Rules for Writing Fiction (though the rules could apply … Continue reading

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My question for myself

Keep a light, hopeful heart. But ­expect the worst. Joyce Carol Oates He got the job. (by Bill Wetzel) If anything is a symbol of the job interview, it’s the plastic tumbler of water on the empty desk. This is a … Continue reading

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