Novella: Argonaut

Yeah, I haven’t written anything here for a while.

Because, you know, there’s a pandemic happening, and things are strange and uncertain. And for the most part, things feel kind of paused, frozen in a stasis of some kind, as we all wait for what comes next.

Within that, it hasn’t felt like the ideal time to write, even though we have more time for such, given we can’t do much else.

It all feels a little like watching static on a TV screen. Things are happening, but nothing really is. Nothing really seems to change.

But I am still working different things, and recently, I took a shot at entering the Griffith Novella Competition for 2020.

I didn’t win, which is fine – the calibre of entries is no doubt high, and my story wasn’t essentially written for the distinct theme of theme of the competition. But I had a shot at it with a story in which I tried to capture a part of what it felt like growing up in regional Victoria in the early nineties.

That story, titled ‘Argonaut’, is just going to sit on my hard drive gathering virtual dust, so I figured I’d post it here.

If you’re looking for something to read, or you’re, for some reason, interested in what it felt like growing up in Kinglake (before the 2009 bushfires), feel free to take a look – and if you have any thoughts/comments, let me know.


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