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Snake my way around the fence-line, getting nearer. Look at Dad. Still cavemanning. Look at Jane. Still sulking. Look at him. He turns to me and says: “You ready?” And I say… “Fuck yeah.”
On a warm summer night two teens disappear from a neighbourhood barbecue, vanishing without a trace.
There's Clara, seventeen, fed up with her suburb and everyone in it. Everyone except Andrew, the newly arrived rich kid from the right side of the tracks. Sparks fly. They jump in his Monaro and hit the road, yearning for a life of adventure. But they soon learn that escape isn't that easy, and fires can burn beyond control.
Written by Jamie Hornsby, one of South Australia's most exciting new writers, because there was fire is a darkly-comic coming of age story set against the backdrop of the burning Australian bush.
Inaugural commission from Jopuka Productions.
- drama/thriller
- 60
- 2 total
- 1 female identifying, 1 male identifying
- women, young people
- 16 to 18, 18+
- young adult, adult
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Clara
Female | Teen | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 0
EXTRACT: Bloody hate summer. It's the worst. Mozzies and bogans and fuckwits. Oh my. Crack a tinny and kill a few brain cells. Give me a break. Swelter through the days and fidget through the nights. Off of school. Not that I go much. Only one year left. One too many. It's that awkward period in early January. Christmas is done, no more presents, prawns or racist uncles, but nothing's actually started back up yet. Limbo. Three more weeks of this. Fuuuck. Spend my days by the creek, throwing rocks at ducks. Just to hear them quack...
Clara
Female | Teen | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 33
EXTRACT: OK. Burn him. We take him into the field. We don't have a shovel, but Andy rips out a fencepost and uses the pointy end to scratch the ground into submission. Pit's not much deeper than a goldfish bowl before we stick him in there. His hair's matted with blood and dust. One of his eyes is open ever so slightly. Like he's looking at me. The flies have started buzzing around him. I feel sick, but I can't look away. I can't move. I can't breathe. I can't -
REVIEW
STAGE WHISPERS, TONY KNIGHT, MARCH 2019
"...[Jamie Hornsby] is steadily becoming a major voice in new Australian playwriting..."
REVIEW
THE BAREFOOT REVIEW, SAMELA HARRISS, MARCH 2019
"... eloquent prose and tight dialogue underscores the description of Hornsby as one of the most promising young playwrights in the country today..."
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