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Rather Too Victorian

June 9th, 2011 1 Comment

Wazzer gets home from the women’s business meeting to find her flatmate-cum-landlady, Willow, perched in the breakfast nook. “Hey, mate, how’s it going? Want to order pizza? “I – yes, that would be lovely. Here’s your corset back. Thank you so much!” “So, how’d the long weekend go?  Hot guy? Steampunk Ball? Hey? Hey?” Willow […]

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Special For Matariki

June 7th, 2011 1 Comment

Winona wraps up her talk for the women’s business group by trying to undo the misunderstanding about Wazzer.  “Just a little note – there was a mix up with some business cards – please note that Waz – I mean, Wha – um – Wai – ah – Miss Thompson is the Business Manager, not […]

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It’s Business Time

June 2nd, 2011 1 Comment

“So this is a women’s business group,” Wazzer murmurs, glancing around a repurposed conference room on The Terrace. “They do themselves well, don’t they?” She smooths down her skirt. Her platform boots don’t look too out of place. “Movers and shakers. Mummy pulled a few strings so that I can talk to them about the […]

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Aren’t We All Crazy Once Winter Starts

May 26th, 2011 4 Comments

Right before the lunch rush begins, Rosie edges into the office. “Wazzer? There’s a…a crazy lady who wants to talk to you?” “Cool!” says Wazzer, springing up from the desk. When she sees who’s waiting, she makes a note to herself to have a word with Rosie about moneyed Wellington. Though she has to admit, […]

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48 Hour Envy

May 24th, 2011 1 Comment

Wazzer thumps downstairs unwontedly early on Saturday, startling her landlady, Willow. “Oh! Did you just get in?” Willow asks, surveying Wazzer’s black crinoline, platform boots, and elaborately scrolling eye liner. “No, I’m going to be in somebody’s horror film today. They’re doing a 48 Hour film.” There are many signs that one is entirely and […]

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Like A Refugee

May 17th, 2011 1 Comment

When Wazzer arrived at work at eight, she noticed a small white sign in the window: HELP WANTED, Experienced Bar/Wait Staff, Inquire Within. Nigel, the owner, had warned her about this, and gloatingly shared his philosophy. “If they’re in before ten, we’ll interview them, even if what we have is last shift. Anyone waltzes in […]

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Return To Wainui

May 10th, 2011 Comments Off on Return To Wainui

Heading up the Wainuiomata hill, Wazzer grits her teeth and listens, keenly, to her ’92 Nissan’s engine. The car is dragging a bit, but it manages the great ascent all right, even weighted down with Wazzer, Wazzer’s mother, and Wazzer’s mother’s weighty presents for her grandchildren. “It’s Mum’s Day, Mum, we’re supposed to give you […]

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Steaming Up

May 5th, 2011 2 Comments

Wazzer is enjoying the novel sensation of lying on her bed on a Thursday night, reading. There is a small scratching at the door. Curious, she opens up. A pretty calico cat is sitting in the hallway. The cat head-bonks Wazzer’s calf. “Hey, Cilla,” she says, scratching the beast behind the ears. “Where’s your mum?” […]

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More Eurodrama

April 27th, 2011 Comments Off on More Eurodrama

Six hours later, Wazzer is lying in bed, listening to the rain. Tomorrow, her last lover from the summer, Otto, is getting on the plane back to Amsterdam. But she’s cheerful nonetheless. It’s still a day off. And Otto is beside her in the bed. Otto is gazing at the ceiling, compulsively crumpling one of […]

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Fancy Meeting You Here

April 18th, 2011 2 Comments

“Hello! Hello! I haven’t seen either of you in ages!” “Oh, hey, mate, how’s it going?” “I say, this is nice, how are you?” The three women cluster on the rain-slicked corner of Grey and Featherston street. It’s an odd place to collect on a Saturday night – usually this part of town is between […]

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