So I finally worked through my bitterness as not getting a mention in the Country Style short story competition for the fifth year running. I even entered two stories this year god dammit (okay maybe some of the bitter taste remains). But I hate a sore loser and I made myself buy the magazine with the winning story in it. I wanted the story to be silly or boring or […]
One night, a long, long time ago, the moon didn’t rise. She was full fit to burst and bright enough to light every way, but still she didn’t rise. The masked owls shuffled in their nests, waiting to fly by the moon, but even by nine she was nowhere to be seen. The wombats peeked from their holes and grumpily snuffled in the dark earth, but still she didn’t rise. […]
Barnaby Blake lives in a house far from anywhere but close to the sea. Barnaby loves the sea. He lets the sound of waves put him to sleep last thing each day, and opens his eyes to sequins of light at the first. He watches the colour games between time and sea and weather and sky. All the blues; some almost white, some silver or green, others pink or very […]
Wendy Prebble felt a waft of rising rebellion in the close air. In the spirit of it, she ignored the waving tomato tendrils and left the stakes in the shed. “Hooray, they’re sick of the sight of you, those poor tomatoes” she could hear Eric say from his chair by the back door. “Shoosh your mouth,” she scolded back. “You’re dead don’t you know.” She stomped toward the house, then […]
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