New Story: Skins

You can read my new short story, ‘Skins’ about intimacy and refugees in a future French fascism at Cosmos Magazine (ps, a skin isn’t a cyborg). It opens: She doesn’t know I’m hovering a few steps behind her, my skin crawling with anticipation. She’s pushing through the metro crowds, past fortune-tellers with names like Doctor […]

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11 June 2015

It is an almost unorthographic life

The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic […]

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25 May 2015

Incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment

O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions! A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of […]

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Mark Lawrence’s Prince of Thorns.

Prince of Thorns by Mark Lawrence My rating: 4 of 5 stars I’ve been meaning to write a review of Mark Lawrence’s book for some time; I read the book over a year ago, but things never quite aligned. Anyway, Lawrence is one of the new, cutting edge fantasy writers, and very popular. His protagonist […]

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18 May 2015

A small river named Duden flows by their place

Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the […]

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Mad Max: Fury Road

I’m not sure how it happened, but I saw Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior when I was about ten or twelve years old. That’s too young. Seriously. But like all such things we experience too soon, it had a deep, lasting impact on me. Mad Max was, of course, a particular product of Australian […]

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SFF World review of Unwrapped Sky

Review of Unwrapped Sky went up on SFFworld, which you can read here. Here’s how it opens: I thought long and hard about whether I should make a comparison between Australian author Rjurik Davidson’s debut novel, Unwrapped Sky, and the Bas-Lag novels of China Mièville. It seems a reductive approach to reviewing this book, which […]

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The Stars Askew: Opening Paragraph

At the end of the US mass marked edition of Unwrapped Sky, you can read the first chapter of The Stars Askew. Here’s the first paragraph: A revolution, it is said, is a festival of the oppressed. In those early days, Caeli-Amur seemed at times to be one long public meeting. Between the whitewashed walls, […]

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The Stars Askew

Though I haven’t seen it, I believe that the first chapter of my novel, The Stars Askew, is printed at the end of Unwrapped Sky. The title comes from a Victor Serge poem. Here’s the stanza which serves as an epigraph at the start of the book. If we roused the peoples and made the […]

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Unwrapped Sky Reviews

Want to read a few reviews of Unwrapped Sky? Here are a few. Check them out: Bookplank Newtown Book Review Bookworm Blues Grimdark Reader Wall Street Journal

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