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Alternative title: Telling Someone Else's Story
Issue Details: First known date: 2016... vol. 75 no. 4 Summer 2016 of Meanjin est. 1940 Meanjin
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Contents

* Contents derived from the , 2016 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
That Spacei"This year the sky in Paris is interpreted with horror, horse, and stethoscope", Belle Ling , single work poetry (p. 165)
The Gifts of John Forbes : A Valued Friendship, Kath Kenny , single work autobiography (p. 166-174)
Quiet as an Ashtrayi"The writer bothered himself, and then he grew kind. His kindness was of a sort, an affectation rumoured in his Proust streak", Luke Beesley , single work poetry (p. 171)
Fear of the Flying, Erin Stewart , single work autobiography
' I didn't understand why I was screaming. The air outside was clear, purified by the trees of outer Melbourne. The sunlight was pale and softly warm and the only formation I saw when I looked in the sky was pastel eucalyptus leaves. It was a promising day of early spring, relief for cold knuckles. What's more, I was on borrowed time, it was the school Curriculum Day, a welcome event as year six was growing stale.' (Publication abstract)
(p. 175-180)
Tender Proximity, Philip Dean , single work short story
'There she is. Rushing. Not because she's late, which she is, but because she's impatient. Was I like that once, expecting the world to get out of the way for me? She grabs a chair from another table, without asking the man sitting there, and scrapes it across the aggregate.' (Publication abstract)
(p. 181-184)
At Play with Grey-Crowned Babblersi"The grey-crowned babblers pry secrets from the trees. Their scimitar beaks carve grooves in the scaly bark's", B. R. Dionysius , single work poetry (p. 183)
Zissou and Queenie and the Coincidence, Carmel Bird , single work essay
' When I write, I mostly write fiction. One of the key things a writer of fiction must do is engage the reader in the whole trick of the world of the fiction by taking care to construct a fabric that holds together of itself for the duration of the story. When a reader is able to look at the story and point to a bit that is accidentally out of kilter with the rest of the thing, they say, 'But given all this other stuff, that bit couldn't happen.' So the fiction probably hasn't succeeded. One of the devices that often causes the reader to feel cheated is the coincidence. If you are telling an account of what truly happened in your life, you sometimes do have to point to a coincidence. They do happen in real life, and people marvel at them and are delighted and puzzled and even frightened by them. But in the ordinary course of creating fiction, it is generally difficult for the writer to rely on coincidence for the development of the story. Writers often stay away from coincidence, or else put it boldly front and centre, or conceal it so that the reader doesn't really notice. In 'The Great Gatsby', for instance, the fact that Nick Carraway happens to rent a house opposite the home of his cousin Daisy, and next door to Daisy's old beau Gatsby, is almost never discussed. It's a coincidence that is glossed over in the text, but it is vital to the action, without it there would be no story. Dickens cheerfully employed coincidence in his plots, but even there, so much is going on, so much drama, so much comedy, that readers can miss the device.' (Publication abstract)
(p. 194-197)
Commonplace, John Clarke , single work prose
' A while ago I received a letter from Susie. When we were very young and she was Susan, we were in the same class at primary school. I rang her at the gallery she was running in northern New South Wales, to thank her for the letter, to say hello and to ask her a question.' (Publication abstract)
(p. 198-202)
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