Published in Overland Issue Photonic Overland · Uncategorized P[a]ra[pra]xis Josh Mei-Ling Dubrau and Mark Havryliv Author note: This version of the P[a]ra[pra]xis app for iPad is one facet of a continually evolving generative text work in collaboration with Mark Havryliv. Other iterations include standalone and networked generation and sonification of text in realtime. The object is always to call into question the ‘permanence’ and thus the authority with which print and screen inscribe the written word. Josh Mei-Ling Dubrau Joshua Mei-Ling Dubrau holds a PhD in Creative Writing from UNSW. Her work has appeared in Poetry and the Trace (Puncher & Wattman, 2013) Southerly, Cordite, Sydney Morning Herald, the Australian, The Night Road (Newcastle Poetry Prize judges’ anthology 2009) and Computer Music Journal. More by Josh Mei-Ling Dubrau › Mark Havryliv Mark Havryliv is a composer, programmer and interaction designer with a PhD in Mechatronics. He is interested in the musical possibilities of integrating realtime sonification with other disciplines like game design and creative writing and has developed several software packages for doing so. He has presented and published original research on haptics, mobile phone music, and computer music. More by Mark Havryliv › Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays 22 November 202422 November 2024 · Fiction A map of underneath Madeleine Rebbechi They had been tangled together like kelp from the age of fourteen: sunburned, electric Meg and her sidekick Ruth the dreamer, up to all manner of sinister things. So said their parents; so their teachers reported when the two girls were found down at the estuary during a school excursion, whispering to something scaly wriggling in the reeds. 21 November 202421 November 2024 · Fiction Whack-a-mole Sheila Ngọc Phạm We sit in silence a few more moments as there is no need to talk further; it is the right place to end. There is more I want to know but we had revisited enough of the horror for one day. As I stood up to thank Bác Dzũng for sharing his story, I wished I could tell him how I finally understood that Father’s prophecy would never be fulfilled.
