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	<title>Adrienne Sallay</title>
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		<title>Short Story Awards</title>
		<description><![CDATA[21/09/2008	2008 FAW Manly Peninsula Short Story 	First Prize
“Napalm”
21/09/2008	2008 FAW Manly Peninsula Short Story 	Commended
“Recovery”
16/02/2005	2004 National Literary Awards, FAW Victoria 	Second Prize
FAW Malvern News Sheet
Community Writers’ Award
Short Story Anthology
“The World Is No Longer What It Seems”
15/11/2004	Macquarie University Postgraduate 		First Prize
Prose and Poetry Competition
Short Story 2000 words
“Redemption”
17/10/2004	Southern Cross Literary Competition Ballarat 	Third Prize
Short Story Section 2000 words
“Someone [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Published Short Stories</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“The Yellow Sarong”. Philament. Sydney University: June 2009.
http://www.arts.usyd.edu.au/publications/philament/issue14_pdfs/SALLAY_yellow%20sarong.pdf
“Moroccan Bathhouse.” Emerge: New Australian Writing. Eds. Phillip Edmonds and Dominique Wilson. Rundle Mall, S.A.: Wet Ink Magazine Inc., 2006. 111-119.
“Triage.” Confessions and Memoirs. Eds. David Myers and Michael Wilding. Best Stories Under the Sun. Vol. 3. Rockhampton: Central Queensland UP, 2006. 64-72.
“Redemption.” MUPRA 2005 Survival Guide. Macquarie [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Published Essays</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Published Essays:
“Haircut in Three Parts”. Hair. Boccalatte, Suzanne and Meredith Jones, eds. Trunk Series. Boccalatte, Surry Hills, NSW, 2009. 161-163.
“Tweed Jackets and Virgin Sock-washers: The Short Story in the 1970s”. Adelaide, Debra and David Brooks, eds. Southerly 68 2 (2008): 181- 94.
 “A Writer’s Guide to Venice.” NewsWrite. Dec. 2000. Rozelle: NSW Writers’ Centre. 12-13. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bio Adrienne Sallay</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ Adrienne Sallay attended North Sydney Girls’ High School, and Sydney (Bachelor of Science, Dip Ed.), University of Technology (as Tech College: Librarianship), Charles Sturt (Master of Ed.) and Macquarie (PhD) Universities. She has completed a doctorate in English, is married with two grown-up sons and lives at Roseville. Over the last 10 years she [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Book Review</title>
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This delightful book, based on well-researched material, provides colourful visuals and useful insights that elevate women’s craftworks. Like my friend, Reet, who celebrates the art of drawn-thread work with a group of women that meets each week to work on the curtains for their Estonian church, women use crafts as a way of preserving cultural [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.adriennesallay.com/book-reviews/</link>
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		<title>Essays</title>
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The word “scratchings” also invokes a hastiness, an unedited, first-thoughts approach to one’s work; perhaps even a sort of illiteracy. Viidikas’ use of the metaphor might imply a view of her early work as unpolished, indicating that she undervalued her work in those years. She had amassed some two hundred and fifty typed short pieces [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Novels</title>
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He pulled the rest of the fabric from the tangle on the table and shook it out. Light as a breath, the cloth billowed into the air and shimmered. Long afterwards, whenever Maxine thought about their meeting, it was framed in blue with specks of gold and purple floating across her vision of Wayan, standing [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.adriennesallay.com/publications/novels/</link>
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		<title>Published Short Stories</title>
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His hands, hardened from carrying the gun, torn from thorns, bitten by mosquitoes and sucked by leeches, moved down the calf of her leg. He dribbled water onto her knee. Massaged her ankle. Somehow he was licking her, he was following the trail of water with his tongue. Up her calf, over her knee, along [...]]]></description>
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