How come when I sent a text to all of my pals requesting their presense at the drag races at Calder Park last Friday night I got the following responses: Who is this? Is this a joke? What’s wrong with…
A quick first post…
I like to hope for an amber light so that I can look up at the sparking wires at this inspiring intersection in Caulfield. Amber. Not Red. Definitely not Green. Despite the endless destinations possible, I’ve never seen a tram scuttle…
Novel under the bed – An interview with The Train
Novel under the bed Josephine Vraca I wrote my first novel when I was twelve – 200 pages of heart-wrenching, pre-pubescent angst, if there is such angst to be had at that age. Then I read somewhere that Edgar Allen…