The night was settled.With head drooped and sandy-eyed, the final hours of the dwindling year made themselves ready for the coming of morning, a low-dimmed lonely moon at rest upon the horizon, soft slow drifting clouds underlined with sliver as the windless night exhaled. Suburbia’s dotted hills began slowly switching off their lights, the fading … Continue reading On Departing Night
Category: Balendup
Balendup Video Rentals
‘Well, that was ominous.’ Across the duality of times spent working or left in waiting for work to end, the final rostered hour of Balendup’s lone video shop had long maligned the attention span of the store’s most adjacently-dedicated staff members.Too late to put on a good horror movie and too early to put on … Continue reading Balendup Video Rentals
The Balendup Library Running Club II
And so, the four then became five.From terrified apologies to the vacuuming of the library lobby, Marla had rejoined the Balendup Library Running Club and the introduction of the ominously dusty Andrew to her fellow club members had both commenced and then slowly passed. The grey air was heavy outside as the languid shadow of … Continue reading The Balendup Library Running Club II
🎾 The Balendup Open
“Below is a short excerpt of the Balendup Oval local tennis tournament, originally broadcast on the nineteenth of September (1991) by Balendup AM. As all AM broadcasts are legally mandated to be recorded by a stenographer, we are able to present this now declassified document in its original format without further context. -Mel Harris, the … Continue reading 🎾 The Balendup Open
The Balendup Hills
Extract taken from C.F Peterson’s A Trundle Through the Balendup Hills - 1971. It was a sleepy day in the bush.An easy wind fluttered through leaves upon dreaming eucalypts and the thunk of a nearby kookaburra is heard as it falls from its branch in a bundle of feathers and a harangued squawk. It was … Continue reading The Balendup Hills
On Making Friends While Running
I’ve started running. As a person who considers themselves unfit for the trials of a stairwell--let alone actual exercise--the meek slouch of my aching shoulders had leant me forward as I collapsed into the embrace of a thicket, the wet leaflitter therein feeling somewhat cooling against my side.Of cardio, I am an amateur, and for … Continue reading On Making Friends While Running
The Balendup Library Running Club: 1
An apathetic glass door drags itself leftward on rattling hinge as the growing bluster outside triggers the auto-sensor with a passing of unswept leaf-litter. It is Autumn; the mist covered branches of the nearby park have all shed their greenery into the gutter, discarding the last year of growth in preparation for the winter.It's a … Continue reading The Balendup Library Running Club: 1
Balendup AM: Football Finals 1986
Balendup finishes strong against Dundelong rivals. As taken from the Balendup Tributary September 25, 1986. For a stenographer's typeset recording of all Northern Flats League matches, please apply to your local library for access to archive 03T13. This is presented as originally broadcasted on 1642 Balendup AM without further context. Good morning, and welcome to … Continue reading Balendup AM: Football Finals 1986
The Balendup Tributary II
Article taken from the Balendup Tributary, dated February the 19th 1996 New Creek Crossing a 'Bridge to Balendup's Future' 'The sky was never really a limit,' Geffrey Markson announced to the collected media pit today, its mass of mottled journalists clipping irregularly over ardent note taking and a gaze that was yet to unsettle the … Continue reading The Balendup Tributary II
I Made a Friend
I made a friend. It feels a sad thing to admit now that I've written it down, but the fact is that I've usually struggled whenever meeting someone new.I should say that I'm not a total basket case, despite my rambling ruining the argument; It's just that words are hard, they're a tangle of lagging … Continue reading I Made a Friend
Sunday Short Stories 