They didn’t come to us from the stars with city-destroying lasers or waves of mechanised infantry and walking tanks, or even false promises of peace hiding villainous agendas. They didn’t need to. When the first of their vast machines descended on the Earth there was nothing we could do to stop it. Continue reading
The following is an excerpt from Chapter Eight of the zombie novel ‘Wave of Mutilation’, you can find the full novel on Amazon in eBook and paperback form.
Early the next morning, the second day since the rise of the undead, the airspace over Manhattan was abuzz with activity. Military, law enforcement and civilian aircraft were suspended in the air or darting like flies over the corpse of the great city. Pilots did what they could to help but there was so much chaos to try and contain, and nowhere truly safe to take survivors. A small NYPD helicopter sprinted over the Upper East Side, above 5th Avenue as it ran alongside Central Park. On board were six people, rookie officer Maxine Schreiber, two other uniformed cops, the pilot and co-pilot and a SWAT sharpshooter. Maxine knelt by one of the open cockpit doors while the sharpshooter, a swarthy man named Reynolds, was ready for action at the other side with his huge SIG Sauer sniper rifle. Below, 5th Avenue and the numbered streets branching off it teemed with violence and swarming masses of the living dead. Even worse than the streets were the hundreds of people taking refuge on rooftops throughout the Upper East Side. They waved their arms, jumped up and down or used makeshift signs, anything to try and flag down the passing police helicopter. These people were hanging on by a thread, but there was no one available to save all of them by this point. Maxine’s chopper was tasked with rescuing some doctor VIPs from further uptown instead. Continue reading
I want to tell you what I know of my grandfather’s disappearance. The Judge, everyone called him, which wasn’t all that creative since he was actually a courtroom judge before retirement. My mother called and said that the Judge wanted to see me. ‘You’ve been summoned’ was the joking way she always put it. The Judge was my grandfather on my father’s side and mom had always found him intimidating for his stature in the community and the legal world. I hurried to his apartment in the city on the tail of a long shift at work.
Truth was I felt a little bit frightened about what he might want to see me about. The large, hale man who was my grandfather had lost vitality shockingly fast in the last few years since my grandmother passed, and he stopped working. Every time someone called me about the Judge, I couldn’t help but think that at some point that call would be to tell me his health had taken a final turn for the worse and he was gone, and all his wisdom, stories and generosity would have passed out of reach forever. Continue reading
Wake up with Sean-O in the Morn-O on 2SIN on the dawn of the Biblical Apocalypse, as Satan begins his seven year reign over the wretched sinners left behind in the Post-Rapture world, and demons and the living dead scoured the blasted earth. With news, weather, traffic, celebrity updates and your chance to win a Sean-O in the Morn-O t-shirt, and a great Tower of Babel Records pack, valued at over twelve dollars!
Interview I did a few weeks ago for 2SER regarding Growing Up Gayby, first in a series of documentaries by young filmmakers on ABC2. One of the biggest arguments about gay marriage in Australia of course being the old chestnut that kids need both a mother and a father figure. To challenge that Maya Newell, who I really admire, herself raised by two mothers, went about interviewing some of the kids actually “affected” by having two loving parents of the same sex as well as some of gay marriage’s biggest opponents like Fred Niles. Anyway, we had a nice chat about the issues and about making the documentary,
Hopefully some of the same stuff we’ll be tackling at the Trans-sister Digital Pop-Up in the lead up to Mardi Gras.
Finally getting the blog together so I can put some of my favourite works all in one place, getting to be a bit of a backlog. Next step, apply for work over the Summer and internships for next year, and I’m trying to get prerecords sorted for shows the next couple of weeks, gives my production team a well-deserved break. Hectic!
If you don’t understand the YOLOing craze, I’ve arranged The World History of YOLO with historian, Sir Aavid Dattenborough, not to be confused with Sir David Attenborough, taking us on a trip through human history, looking at the world’s great YOLOers to improve our understanding of the term.
Does it feel like you just can’t put down your mobile phone sometimes? Do you have hundreds of Facebook friends you’ve never met in real life? Then you might need to listen to this feature by Sean E. Britten on mobile phones and social media. Featuring Dr Andrew Campbell from University of Sydney and Tracy Howe from New South Wales’ Women’s Refuge Movement.