by Caleb Fricker Decades of accurate data, calculations, and peer-reviewed studies have solidified climate change as scientific consensus. So why do 8% of Australians deny this overwhelmingly supported fact? To properly understand climate change sceptics, it is important to analyse…
By Emma Burton Many of us are familiar with the storms and raging cyclones that pass through Queensland during the hot, rainy season. We hear the thunder, the wailing wind, and the pounding rain on our roofs. We are also…
By Matilda Lees Content Warning: This article discusses domestic violence, sexual violence, and racism as referenced throughout the novel. ‘A place has got to come to terms with its ugly history, is what I think. Otherwise, it metastasises…
By Phoebe Cuskelly The Things We See in the Light is a light charming chic lit novel, but fails to create tension or characters worth remembering. A novel of self-discovery and unexpected romance, The Things We See in the Light…
By Eurielle (Chelsea) Glenn It was being watched, but it did not know. The breeze was gentle and quiet, and its footsteps were even quieter. Its breathing was raspy and unsteady, and it smelt like mint leaves and blood. The…
By Nicole Jacobsen Beneath the clamour of passing customers the familiar tune of Santa Claus is Coming to Town began its hundredth iteration. Ella approached a man who stood at the display rack at the front of the…
By Jack Bell As the wounded, post-war Europe of All the Broken Places grapples with the lingering effects of the Holocaust, so does its author, John Boyne. You might be familiar with his 2006 bestseller; The Boy in the Striped…
By Konstanz Müller ‘Hip hop and hymns: the two would always go hand in hand for me. My life would always straddle both. The sacred and the profane, all living on the same block, all divine in the end.’ Mawunyo…
By Eurielle (Chelsea) Glenn The faint mumble of the television stirred me from my sleep. The brisk morning breeze was tender as it brushed at the draperies on the window. It allowed soft filtered sunlight into the room, and it streaked…
By Nicole Jacobsen, for ScratchThat The car rolled to a stop and Dad sucked in a breath. ‘It’s gone,’ he said. ‘It used to be a corner store.’ He pointed to a car sales yard. ‘We used to stop…
