This is not about cricket … in the way that the Lion King is not about lions.
Archives for December 2015
‘With so many online publications celebrating ‘short’ fiction, it’s refreshing to find a place that’s entirely devoted to long-form works— including the most amorphous thing of all, the Work-In-Progress.’
This is the first installment of a new series from Meanjin which showcases writing online. Laura Elizabeth Woollett discusses three online journals which are reshaping the writing and reading experience.
The wind blows musk into my dreams…
It was indigestble. Enormous sentences unrolled themselves like strips of fly-paper on which the mind dangled bumbling and bewildered. Those sentences were written by a word-intoxicated man, wallowing, positively wallowing, in print. All that magnificent material, all that humour and kindliness and observation, sicklied o’er with the pale cast of an elaborate prose style.
From the Meanjin archives, Kylie Tennant’s ‘Tom Collins’ letter from 1942.
Former Melbourne University Press publisher Peter Ryan has died, aged 92.
In her love letter novella to Martin Amis, Germaine Greer bared all.
Roots sunk deep into the marshy clay sucking fecundity upwards, persisting, breathe.
You cannot share this. You cannot help this. But you can listen.
A sharp line ascending in an art deco curl
Aging into darkness and finding strength in ambiguity.
In hindsight, it’d taken me all the courage I had …
Peter Hall and the hidden story inside the Sydney Opera House