Centre for Stories
Stories
Stories are at the heart of what we do. The aim of our story archive is to make good stories available to a wide audience in the hope of strengthening connections between people and encouraging a more inclusive and informed community.
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THE NESTING DOLLS by Luisa Mitchell
'The stories were passed down from one woman to another, and through them, you could still feel the embrace of someone who came before you; from here, from within yourself, the Mother said.'Read More -
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MUM'S VOICE by Vivienne Glance
'I didn’t realise it at the time, but these were more than mere words, they were a window into how she lived in the world.'Read More -
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TO LEAVE IS TO BE GENTLY PULLED BACK by Chris Lin
'Maybe there’s something in the act of return where you’re not just retracing your steps. You’re folding back on time too.'Read More -
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FRACTURE by Alexander Te Pohe
'in the sleepless hours i look out my window, wishing on a star nestled between tree branches. i ask the star to heal me. in reply, it blinks out.'Read More -
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NO AMOUNT OF BLACK COPS WILL MAKE THINGS BETTER by Veronica Heritage-Gorrie
'Come the colonisers, come the crime.'Read More -
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QORBAN'S STORY by Phil Sparrow
'They had some skills, but mostly they had a good attitude: learners, not experts. Poor rural people do not want city boofheads coming to tell them how to fix their lives up.'Read More -
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SHIFT by Alyssa Shapland
'It was always jarring to come back; the hand-drawn ‘I Can Do It’ poster on the ceiling above the bed betraying the anxieties of the insecure teenage girl that I was claiming not to be anymore.'Read More -
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RECIPE FOR RHYTHM by Josephine Clarke
'I can close my eyes and hear it still – the patter and rumbling of the dialect in the cosy kitchens of my childhood village.'Read More -
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RADICAL LOCAL by Karen Lee
'Of course there were hills and valleys, I think I knew, but as I go slower, go over old ground, unexpected views emerge around corners in un-walked lanes, as I ascend slopes barely noticed before.'Read More