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Monthly Archives: September 2010
puppetry and robotics
I went and saw a very odd, whimsical little puppet show tonight. If rubber gloves full of water with tin-can heads having sex and/or eating each other can be called whimsical… It reminded me a lot of how I felt … Continue reading
Posted in review
Tagged asimo, fin, melbourne fringe festival, puppet show, puppetry, robotics
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character building
A couple of posts ago I was thinking about narrative tension, and how as a reader we want the conflict/problem to be resolved, when actually it’s the fact that it’s not solved yet that keeps us reading. Well I just … Continue reading
Posted in on writing
Tagged doris egan, flawed heroes, house, writing, writing believable characters, writing character
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touch
I just watched part of a documentary about, you know, life the universe and everything. Also about how you never actually touch…anything. It explained that the reason you don’t fall through the ground to the earth’s core is that the … Continue reading
what football, good writing and Sherlock Holmes have in common
I watched the last 20 minutes of the AFL grand final today. I’m not a huge sports person, but I was doing that mad thing people do when they watch sport, where they leap around and laugh in disbelief and … Continue reading
Posted in on writing, rant
Tagged afl, andy griffiths, grand final, narrative traction, sherlock holmes, writing
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life according to pigeon
just to prove that I don’t only read romance, here’s a passage from Austerlitz by W G Sebald. It filled me with a sudden, sharp melancholy – because, I think, it is at once recognisable as the experience of being … Continue reading
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Tagged austerlitz, life, literary fiction, literature, romance, w g sebald
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