The VI team of 2014 recently held their official launch night at Bella Union on 7 November 2014. Some of the exciting and engrossing emerging writers chosen to feature in this year’s anthology read their pieces from VI #26 ‘Encounters’, those of whom included Nick Couldwell and Cassandra L. The night was a real success and the team are sincerely grateful to all who attended and bought a copy of this year’s book!
Nick Couldwell is a twenty-four-year old writer from Byron Bay. He studies Professional Writing and Editing at RMIT and is currently writing a novel. Nick’s stories have been published in Writing To The Edge and placed third in the 2013 City of Rockingham Short Fiction Awards.
Cassandra L is a budding (screen) writer from Melbourne. Her interests include bioethics, history and monsters. She is an emerging writer and a current student of Screenwriting at RMIT, with three short stories published to date.
~ Here an some excerpts from Nick and Cassandra’s memorable pieces. ~
Blood, Scales and All ~ by Nick Couldwell
‘Up ahead, on the side of the road, I notice more fur and twisted legs. In an instant the animal is gone but the bitter stink and the knobbiness of its knees stay with me. I know it’s no different to a human body: the impact and the softness of bones and teeth and skin. I try not to think of my sister or her knees. Suddenly I hate the world. Dad asks me something but I don’t hear him. I slump lower in my seat and hate the scratchiness of that too.
Lights flash and someone waves at us to slow down. Dad hits the brake and the car stinks of burnt rubber. I stare out at the group of people hanging on bikes and leaning on cars. I feel the broken glass crunching through me and I wonder if it’s what a breaking bone would sound like. I can see the motorbike now, just the guts of it, of heap of twisted metal and pipes. I don’t see a body, only road and commotion. Then Dad winds down his window and screams ‘road kill’ at the top of his lungs and I see the girl with all the hair and blood pushed up against the guardrail like she’s holding on for dear life. I know who it is. I know now. I shout at him to stop and suddenly I’m awake and he’s leaning against the bonnet rolling a smoke.
‘We’re here. You slept the whole bloody way.’
The Sworn Statement by Mrs Maureen McCurtie ~ by Cassandra L.
‘Maybe it understood, or maybe it was just disturbed by my being there, but it uncoiled from the girl and lunged at me as quick as a cobra. I screamed and I ran, but I couldn’t get away fast enough. It got me there, right there on my arm, see? Latched on and waved its head to and fro with my arm right inside its maw. I was sure I was done for.
And all I could think about was Harry waking up in his bed, not able to move or dress or feed himself. Him dying a grown man in his bed helpless and without his mother. So I grabbed the lid from a nearby trashcan and I hit that thing on its gator head as hard as I could. Then I hit it again and again until it let go and scuttled off down the manhole. That was the last I saw of it.
I don’t remember much else after that. I passed out.’
Excerpts taken from the current edition of Visible Ink ‘VI #26, 2014 ‘Encounters’
If you couldn’t make it to the launch, don’t stress! You can buy ‘Encounters’ from our Buy Page and select bookstores in the near future!