Book launch: American Writers Review 2019


My short story The Birthday can be found in the 2019 issue of American Writers Review, launching at Wilkes University in Pennsylvania later this month.

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Speaking of book launches …

The day after the launch of Lily Campbell’s Secret, way across the globe in Pennsylvania, San Fedele Press will celebrate the release of American Writers Review 2019 with an ice-cream social at Wilkes University.

If only Elwood Writers could go along to this. Not just because we adore a good old ice-cream social, but because three of our writers have work included in this terrific anthology. More about that later. Congratulations to Margaret, Helen, and Barry, and to all of the other contributors in this latest edition of AWR.

Friday 14 June, Wilkes University, Henry Student Center Ballroom (2nd floor), 7:30pm for readings, mingling, and ice-cream.

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Cover To Cover, 7 and 9 June 2019


My short story The Birthday will be read by Mike Cannon on Vision Australia Radio’s Cover To Cover literary program tomorrow evening at 8 o’clock, repeated at 1:30 on the Sunday afternoon edition.

You can tune into the program on the radio in Australia, or hear it online from anywhere in the world. Details here.

Happy listening, wherever you are.

Cover To Cover is produced in the studios of Vision Australia Radio in Melbourne.

On the Airwaves, correction


There was an error in yesterday’s blog post about an upcoming edition of Vision Australia Radio’s Cover to Cover program. The broadcast date is Friday 7 June at 8:00 pm, and the program will be repeated at 1:30 pm on Sunday 9 June (not, as originally stated, Sunday 2 June).

Apologies for the error.

On the Airwaves


Next week, Vision Australia Radio gives us another chance to listen to a favourite Cover To Cover program from its recent archives. A reading of one of my short stories is included. Broadcast times are Friday 7 June at 8:00 pm, repeated 1:30 pm on Sunday 9 June.

This post was edited to correct the date of the Sunday repeat broadcast from 2 to 9 June.

Just Martin


They’d been playing for most of the afternoon, despite the cold, but as soon as the light began to fade, their mothers began summoning them inside. Time for dinner. See you tomorrows were called with cheer as one by one they left the square, until eventually it was just Martin remaining. He watched the sky swell grand and purple, felt the cold turn piercing, and then made his way out of the square, back to the street, urban branches closing and tugging at his coat on the way. He emerged on the wrong side. The layout was strange and entrancing at this hour, and all roads lead home eventually, he’d been told, by someone at some time. And so he walked, passing long terraces of quiet houses, then he turned right because that felt right, then left because that felt right too.

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