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Dance Box

It’s Sunday afternoon, the sun is shining, and we need to get out of the house. There’s a dance festival in Zurich, spread across the city…

May 20, 2016

May 20, 2016

katepaine

Lend me your horse.

In late nineteenth-century Far North Queensland, unless you had a horse you had to walk. Or run. Or skip or hop. Or swim, just as long as…

May 20, 2016

Lend me your horse.

May 20, 2016

katepaine

Daisy chains

I’m sitting at my desk doing some study, but my eyes keep straying to the window. It’s a gorgeous spring day, the kind that makes you want…

Apr 21, 2016

Apr 21, 2016

katepaine

Need all the help I can get

I don’t have an office. I have a desk tucked in a corner, with a bookshelf on one side and a wide window sill on the other. This way I’m…

Apr 13, 2016

Need all the help I can get

Apr 13, 2016

katepaine

How does your language grow?

I have to laugh sometimes when, in one sentence, my young daughter goes from English to German and back again, just like all her polyglot…

Mar 31, 2016

How does your language grow?

Mar 31, 2016

katepaine

Running away from home

We’re having a frank conversation.

Mar 24, 2016

Mar 24, 2016

katepaine

Almost no longer winter

We sit outside, the two of us, sandwiches in hand, the cat circling our chairs. It’s almost not-winter, we think, the sky blue but the…

Mar 20, 2016

Almost no longer winter

Mar 20, 2016

katepaine

Critical insight at breakfast

‘Will I want to keep reading?’ my husband asks me.

Mar 16, 2016

Critical insight at breakfast

Mar 16, 2016

katepaine

Disco fever

She’s standing next to me, leaning on the arm of my chair, one arm wrapped around my neck, her hot breath on my cheek.

Mar 15, 2016

Disco fever

Mar 15, 2016

katepaine

Something is amiss

From The Tank: a story with islands, a damsel in distress and a community that’s about to implode.

Mar 14, 2016

Mar 14, 2016

katepaine

katepaine

Australian in Switzerland/creative writing Phd/novel The Tank: has islands, a damsel in distress, a colonial community that’s about to implode. @Katepainewrites

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