FCAC Writes is a collection of new work by writers from Melbourne’s West and beyond, published online.
In the context of the current pandemic, it is irrefutable that artists’ lives and creative processes will continue to be altered for some time to come. In response, FCAC has invited local writers to explore potential and realised impacts for themselves, in their personal, social and political realities.
Through creative fiction, collaborative pieces and reflections, the writers ruminate on these questions:
Where are they drawing joy, solace and support?
As artists and community organisers manoeuvring an unraveling climate of disruption and uncertainty, what possibilities do they begin to imagine?
Have new ways of being in community emerged, or existing networks and relationships deepened? What must writers encounter on the blank page?
FCAC Writes 2020 is curated by Bigoa Chuol.
Amber quickly rolls onto her side, untangles herself from the blankets, and shuts off the alarm. 4.35am. Her hot breath billows into steam in front of her, cutting through the cold air of her bedroom. She’ll turn the heating on just before she leaves for work, so Sage doesn’t have to get dressed for school in the chill…
In the air, there is gossip but no life. Inside becomes outside; the exterior choked with interiority. Through an LCD window, the world, but at a greater remove. Regardless, distance is bridged by seamlessness. I witness myself glide from one window to the next, each spyhole a portal to a samey existence, mediated by imperialistic hegemony and aspirational desire…
At the end of March, I made a swift decision to leave New York City and fly home to be with my family in Melbourne. If it was not for you my dear friend, I would have froze on making such a decision. Before we even knew that we would be living together in New York City, we had taken a drive down Maribyrnong Road out west…
FCAC Writes is supported by Malcolm Roberson Foundation.