Bella looked up. The sky was a beautiful blue with soft, puffy drifting clouds. The sun was shining brightly. She loved the feel of its...

Did you catch the latest information about Prime Minister Scott Morrison's speech to a Pentecostal Christian conference on the Gold...

In praise of my mother's future The old ways were about dying, not living. Walk through an old cemetery, if you are a morbid chap like...

Overheard at an upmarket emporium recently - if you can believe it: 'The unemployed are as common as Floridian alligators. Dole bludgers...

I look up at Pedro, my face tilted to one side. He strokes the feathers on the back of my neck, fiddles with my crest, and gently...

There was a time I wanted to be someone more like you, my deepest vortex a force so secret no man could ever harness me. I was ashamed of...

We've all heard the expression, 'a fish out of water'. Well, this week's memoir piece from Jasmine Monk is a life story 'extraordinaire'....

More than 100,000 women marched across Australia today, protesting sexual harassment and violence against women. The marches urging women...

Who would have thought back in the '70s that Builders Labourers' unionist, Jack Mundey, would be honoured after his death by thousands of...

At first glance this statement appears erudite, but stripped down it is possibly nothing more than a pretentious declaration of the...

The once young and dynamic American poet and publisher, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, died in late February at the age of 101. You've heard his...

Answer: The great windmill that most writers in all languages all over the world tilt at, as their life's quest. The major Australian...

Donald Trump, citizen, no longer President, may have escaped impeachment by the US Congress over the weekend but many of us can take...

A dialogue-based story by David Benn which raises questions of language tropes, cultural change and parental responsibility. SAME BUT...

This adage still holds true today. After the rush and, often, exhilaration, of getting down a scene just as you remember it for memoir,...

A quote from Ernest Hemingway. Is this what drove him to the bottle? The pain that writing unearths? For unearthing is what needs to be...

The flowers woke to another day, which was good, because some things didn’t wake at all. Our subjects didn’t have a need to turn to the...

Jane continued on with the million tasks she had that day. Remembering to put the towels in the dryer; making sure Jack had his banana...

Memories of war we let dissolve in our wake, though ash still covers our hands. In that, we forget the cause of our tragedy, and not...

As the press of G-force eased, Lyria slowly leaned forward, to the extent that she could - just enough to bring a millimetre of space...