On Writing

Writers, editors, agents, publishers and more share their thoughts, experiences and stories.

Euroa, Benalla, Glenrowan, Wangaratta – these north-eastern Victorian towns are imprinted on my mind, their lyrical names a soundtrack to a childhood spent travelling the Hume Highway from Melbourne to see family. Early settlers in Australia, the myth of my ancestors and their overland journey from the Blue Mountains to Wangaratta is the stuff of legend. 

on the way to Jo’s funeral we hit a cow

and in Terang the police slow us down 

Like most writing students, money is an issue for me. Two-minute noodles are a regular menu item and I get mistaken as a staff member at Savers in Footscray because I’m there so often. 

Bunkered down between the old stone walls of the State Library of Victoria basement, the Melbourne Writers Festival office is humming with intensity and antici­pation. With over 400 artists confirmed, more than 400 events planned, and over forty venues ready to roll, preparations are in full swing for the 21–31 August 2014 festival. 

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Sales of romance fiction were estimated to reach $1.35 billion in 2013; Kate Belle argues that it’s time to start taking the sentimentalists seriously.

“Do you write ‘Mummy-Porn’?”

The words fell from my anesthetist’s curvaceous lips as I gazed into his vivid violet eyes. “My goodness, he’s handsome,” the thought stumbled through my stupid, sedated mind. Even bleary with drugs, I still sensed the mocking tone. Internally I struggled, knowing I was incapable of intelligently defending myself.

a picture of a book titled 'The Foundation' by Steve P Vincent

After the release of his first novel Steve P Vincent traces his path to publication.

"I am a writer. I never felt right saying that before. I’d written – tinkered to the point where my documents folder was a morgue of half-born ideas – but I wasn’t a writer. They finished things. They maybe even got published. I’d start something, get frustrated, then start something else. I’d say how much I’d love to write a novel, but never get on with it.

headshot of Lee Kofman

Recently I read the novel ‘Freedom’ by Jonathan Franzen. I didn’t much like any of its main characters – an angry, depressive rocker; a housewife who spends her life not doing what she wants; her saintly husband who nevertheless sells his soul to corporations; their son trying hard to become a moneymaking machine. Still, I felt involved in their lives and kept turning the pages greedily, and in the last quarter of the novel I even warmed to all except the rocker.

This got me thinking of several fictional works I had tried to write years ago but discarded

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Award-winning poet and fiction writer Lisa Jacobson talks with Bronwyn Lovell about the art of writing a verse novel.

Lisa's verse novel, The Sunlit Zone (Five Islands Press, 2012) was shortlisted for the inaugural Stella Prize, the Michel Wesley Poetry Prize and, as a manuscript, for the Victorian Premier’s Literary Awards.

I’m not so sure that I have found my genres, so much as they have found me. I was always a poet – family legend has it that I wrote a verse on my first day at school. Poetry was a kind of inner necessity, more than any kind of conscious decision. And in a process akin to brachiation, everything else has evolved from where I began. Somebody asked at a Con last year whether my “brand” is too confusing. I freely confess that I am no good as a brand. I am a critic and a poet, I write for high art performance, I write genre novels. But poetry remains at the centre of everything I do.

July 4 is a cause for celebration for Sisters in Crime Australia but not necessarily because we’re keen to salute America’s Independence Day. Instead we’re joining with Ballarat Writers Inc at the Museum of Australian Democracy Eureka to revel in the wonderful offerings of Australian women’s crime writers with a Death in July Festival. It’s one way of warding off the wintertime blues – but also testimony to the creative possibilities of partnerships.