I never touched the gorilla, I say. I got better things to do. Then the park ranger plonks his canvas bag on the table and pulls out a tranquiliser gun and ...More
Fiction
August 1 ● 2 min read
The Commuting Book came into being as a humble attempt to pay homage to centuries of storytelling, which we believe is an essential fibre in the very fabric of what it means to be human. We want to present a diverse range of pieces because we all have different interests and sometimes a story doesn't mean much to one person but another will find it talks directly to their heart. This is the wonderful world of literature! We have some beautiful short stories and poetry written by Year 8 and Year 10 students. These will take around a minute to read. We also have essays, non-fiction pieces, book extracts, poems, and short stories, by published and unpublished writers, which will take, at most, about 20 minutes to read.
I never touched the gorilla, I say. I got better things to do. Then the park ranger plonks his canvas bag on the table and pulls out a tranquiliser gun and ...More
August 1 ● 2 min read
On Monday night I dream about Charlie Brown. He stands at the window watching Snoopy sleep on top of his kennel. Snoopy’s little tummy moves up and down a ...More
August 1 ● 2 min read
I ate my brother. I was always fond of him, looked up to him. He was older than me. I measured myself against him. We stood back to back. At first I ...More
September 20 ● 2 min read
The man finds the boy in a drainpipe and when he asks him what are you doing in there? the boy looks at him as if he should already know and says I’m lookin ...More
August 30 ● 2 min read
Five travellers in a small Ford travelled across the Ardennes. The Hautes Fagnes. The High Fens. The fifth traveller, strapped in a car seat, cried with hunger. ...More
August 1 ● 1 min read
The car drove up the highway, the inside temperature was like 1000 degrees. . “Mum ….” came the nagging voice of my bratty si ...More
August 1 ● 1 min read
It’s what I could do to help Fleur out. Family is family. The last Friday each month, we’d drive into the city from opposite directions, and in the ...More
September 22 ● 2 min read
When Ronald McGourvey and his family of shape shifters caught the 47 to Scarborough, nobody noticed. Timothy McGourvey had perfected becoming nitrogen-fix ...More
August 1 ● 3 min read
The dragonfly’s eyes are made up of multiple hexagons. Inside each hexagon is a black and white picture of my face. I’ve printed the photos fro ...More
August 31 ● 2 min read
Once I was riding on a weekend group ride. We were strung out along a straight, flat stretch of road. It occurred to me that the cyclists ahead o ...More
November 17 ● 1 min read
Another bullet hissed over the dump. Ricky missed the seagull by a mile. He reckoned he shot good, considering the gun was tall as him. Jem wasn’t ...More
August 30 ● 2 min read
First, find a location. Find a shabby farm that keeps its neighbours at arm’s length. Find a house with a rusted roof, with guttering that dribbles down ...More
September 22 ● 5 min read
His hatred of cordyline australis was spawned in his ancestry. When the council planted them along the coastal path he couldn’t sleep, so strong was ...More
August 1 ● 2 min read
A woman and a child in a boat. Her child, and her other child, and her other. Her three children. And one life jacket. She puts it on her youngest but her young ...More
August 1 ● 2 min read
