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Finally she found the room. Truly they’d banished him and as she pulled up a chair beside the bed and took out the patient’s file from her folder, she had the question in her head, if this man is dangerous,…
From a work in progress [Marin and his brother Ivan are living in a rough gumfield whare in the far north of New Zealand around 1900. This section opens with a letter from Marin to his sister.] A strange…
Work in progress Recently I listened to the now former New Zealand cricket representative Danny Morrison saying some uncomplimentary and patronising things about the cast-off captain, Lee Germon. The reason? Danny’s just published his autobiography, written in conjunction with an…
Work in progress Poets should always have something else to do. Of course, most have to make a living and, unless a poet is in sufficient demand as a performer, that usually means being part of the everyday workforce. And…