Category: Feature Articles
Feature Articles / Writing A Future Self (or against permanence)
By Ellen van Neerven
I believe our mental instability and persistent dissatisfaction in life can be attributed in part to being writers – the anxiety about a permanence that can never be perfect. We live with our past selves in print— yet we are allowed to grow. At any chance we are given. How do we write a self that will continue to expand and twirl across the eons of our limited time?
Feature Articles / Writing the Future: Excavating the future
By James Bradley
There is something unsettling, even uncanny, about the feeling the future is already here, a sense in which the boundary between now and what is to come is becoming porous, as if we are caught in a world of hauntings, or perhaps we ourselves are the hauntings in a world we no longer recognise.
Feature Articles / Writing the Future: a thinning forest
By Inga Simpson
I write nature. Or, more correctly, it writes me. My creativity stems from my connection to landscape and my relationship with the natural world. It is source and subject – who I am, how I write, and how I live my life.
Feature Articles / Writing Goori Futures: Mykaela Saunders
By Mykaela Saunders
I come from a storytelling culture, and stories are the glue that hold my Goori community together, across time, anchoring us in Bundjalung country. Our stories instruct, they provoke and they entertain. Yet our stories have been marginalised through colonial subjugation, or otherwise appropriated and tacked on to the stories of others.
Feature Articles / Writing and Community: The Opposite of Schadenfreude
By Ashley Kalagian Blunt
‘These days nearly all my friends are writers. Much of the joy in my life comes from our conversations about books, our introspective lives, and our work. It also comes from witnessing their efforts and celebrating their successes.’
Feature Articles / Writing and Community: A Quicksilver World
By Vicki Laveau-Harvie
‘Playing with quicksilver is what poets do. Like children gently prodding the mercury and marvelling at the weightlessness of what appears heavy, the fleetness of what should be slow, the formation of one from what was many, poets do not feel the danger their material conceals …’