Denzil FOR A MOMENT he doesn't recognise me. He stares at me, rheumy-eyed, then breaks into a smile.'Very nice,' he... By Brian Geach
Never stop looking TWO MONTHS BEFORE my husband, John, died of secondary bone cancer, I asked him if it would be all... By Virginia Lloyd
The veiled bride THE SYNAGOGUE WAS still there: an inconspicuous brick building in a poor part of Shanghai where tower blocks had... By Carolijn Visser
The true history of the Circus IF I AM to write the true history of the Circus, I must start by telling you how my... By David Carlin
Going to Washington, DC 'ARE YOU GOING? If he wins, are we going?' It was October 2008, a month before the presidential election,... By Melody L Fuller
Nine-eleven-itis Selected for The Best Australian Essays 2011 I TRIED NOT to jump to conclusions. I remembered Oklahoma – those few... By Shakira Hussein
Watching me watching them watching you I SPENT THE first of my teenage years living in the grounds of an approved school, a place that... By Andrew O’Hagan
My mother and me FOR A LONG time I could not make up my mind where and when to start my story, but... By Anna Dorrington
The cigar box CIGAR BOXES ARE elegant and prettily made small objects, more common once than they are now. They are made... By Marion Halligan
Not for official use WHEN I READ Georgia Blain's memoir, Births Deaths Marriages (Random House, 2008), I was struck by the cover of... By Debra Adelaide
After the words MY PAST HAS not quite perished, nor would I want it to. The events described in my second memoir,... By Kate Holden
My last-ditch attempt MY PSYCHIATRIST IS this pert petite pixie. Excuse me: when I'm manic, and I am manic at the moment,... By Rebecca Epstein