Mimih bisness
(As related to me over a pint of beer in a Portsmouth pub, May, 1987) The eastern sky lightens as a new day approaches. It is time for we Mimih to withdraw, to retire into the darkness of the surrounding rock outliers. We need anonymity, as well as protection from the daytime breezes that threaten…
Jack Mirritji (1939 – 1986)
He shouldn’t have made it out. But he did! In October 1971, Jack flew from Maningrida, in Central Arnhem Land into Darwin to buy a motor car. He found an old, second-hand, short-wheel-based Land Rover that he proudly turned eastward for the three-hundred-and-fifty-kilometre drive back out to Djinang country. Coincidentally, the Wet Season arrived early…
Certainty achieved
The Barb’s oft-stated question “To be, or not to be …”, was so sharp, so breathtakingly precise. Adaptable too; enabling ‘to do or not to do’, ‘to have…’, ‘to be …’ and a hundred other equally useful challenges to my daily uncertainties. I sat and pondered. Should I do it; tackle it, ignore it: my…
About Me
Hi, Chris Burchett here. I am a late discoverer of the ultra short-story genre, but what a delightful find it has been! Covid-enforced isolation was a perfect stimulant. Enjoy the stories included here. I will continue to add new entries as they are written.