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David Goodwin survived weekend graveyards in servos for several interminable years: way too long to stay anything approaching sane, but it gave him a delightfully unhinged memoir detailing all of the looping chaos.
He is, thankfully, no longer a day-sleeper with a halogen tan, but still maintains a ruinous predilection for slurpees, chocolate Big Ms and sausage rolls with too much tomato sauce.
His work has been published in The Age, afl.com.au and various online publications and literary journals. He holds a Dual Advanced Diploma in Advertising and Marketing and, these days, revels in having a somewhat normal circadian rhythm.
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