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Sharing Sunday – Infinity
I’m a little late with today’s piece, I’m in Waikerie for my gorgeous Koumbara’s baby shower. I can’t wait to meet Baby Walker! (I know his name and you can’t get it from me no matter what you do!) So today’s piece is actually one of my own. I wrote for the Espresso Shot: Lentils as Anything edition. Leave me a love note. And send in your stories for more sharing sunday editions. Infinity The cafe was busy, bustling with life and smiling; it was alive. I wasn’t. I twirled t never-ending circle around my left finger and scanned the room, my half finished latte now cold. The sun was…
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Writing it Out: Some Healthy Advice
Since writing the short story, I’ve been trying to get my novel back on track. I’ve been trying to set myself small goals. 500 words here, 800 words here. It seems that only in times of transit (I’ve been to Bendigo and I’m currently back in Adelaide for a few weeks) I’ve reached over 1000 words. I’m just not feeling the writing and I had been stuck on various bits of my novel and the words are just not coming out. I’m too hard on myself. I know that I am and it’s not something that is going to change. It’s just my nature but instead of actually forcing myself…
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Time Has No Meaning When Dealing With Grief
Grieving is a funny process. It’s overwhelming and it’s probably harder than anything I’ve ever had to come across. Since Saturday I haven’t been able to keep a clear track of what’s been happening. Days are mixed up. I feel like it’s still Saturday and I’m going through the motions. I’m laughing to keep myself sane, keeping busy to stop the thoughts but most of all I’m trying to stop the tears. I’m keeping them at bay. I wrote this in the midst of things. It was going to be this post but I got distracted by everything and I didn’t get a chance to finish it. Starting today’s…
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Sharing Sunday – Robert J Browning (an excerpt)
I’m slowly dwindling out of writer friends to bug about Sharing Sunday. So I’m opening it up to you guys. Come and help me share some amazing stories. Send them to my mandi(at)dreamingfullyawake(dot)com with a little bio and you can get your story, song, anecdote showcased on here! Today’s story is by Jess, one of the first friends I made at NMIT! She’s pretty rad. I hope you enjoy her piece. It’s an excerpt from a collection of short stories. She wanted to explore the private lives, a side that is almost never shown in a short story. Leave her some love. Robert J Browning When Robert J…
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Fully Awake Dreamer – Avrille Bylok-Collard
Today’s Fully Awake Dreamer doesn’t need much of an introduction. You’ve seen her around here before! Her gorgeous poem Nightfall, graced my second official #sharingsunday post and she is one of the most adorable women I know. Get to know her a little more, you won’t be sorry. Tell us a little about yourself and what you write. My name is Avrille Bylok-Collard and I’m a terribly shy writer from Melbourne. Raised in the south eastern suburbs for the majority of my life, my hobbies include illustrating pictures that spur in my mind, watching reruns of Pushing Daises and Six Feet Under, learning new facts, writing Fan Fiction, and reading…
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Sharing Sunday – The Wall
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by last week’s Fully Awake Dreamer, Tom, I hope you enjoy it! He doesn’t need much introduction other than he’s awesome and his writing is awesome. Enjoy! [Thursday, January 15 2009] 8.20pm Logan waves a hand in front of his father’s face. Frank stirs and rolls his head to the side. ‘What’s …? Where are we?’ he slurs. ‘It’s all right, Dad,’ Logan says. ‘Just gonna put you to bed.’ 8.25pm Frank’s eyes open. He’s on his back. Wide-eyed, he stares at Logan. ‘Relax,’ Logan says. ‘We’re almost there.’ ‘Bed?’ Frank asks. ‘Soon.’ Frank wiggles an elbow. His fingers brush the edges of something cold…
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It’s Time to Build a Great Short Story
Last week I wrote about being museless, today I’m hear to tell you, my lovely dreamers, that I wrote a short story. Last night I crept out of my room, fed up with my brother’s snoring (seriously how the hell can he keep it up ALL night?) I started up my laptop, lit a few candles and went through my hard drive for a starter and found two I liked. I picked one that pulled me a little more intense and started writing. I didn’t really know where it was going but it ended up being a short story from a different book with a character whom I had no…
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Fully Awake Dreamers – Christopher Ashworth
Today’s Fully Awake Dreamer is my buddy Crash. Although he is known in the real world as Christopher Ashworth. He’s my nano buddy, you would have seen his story the other week, but here is a little more into him! Tell us a little about yourself and what you write. My name is Crash, or Chris if you want to be formal, or you’re my parents. I’m almost thirty and in between work, returning to university to study and whatever else the day throws at me I tend to write science fiction, fantasy and the occasional bit of simple fiction (such as what if world hunger suddenly got solved).…
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Embracing what you have
Just as a side note, before I start today’s blog post, if you haven’t noticed, I’ve moved over to a new place. I’m now a dot com and I’ve got a new theme. I’m trying to figure out if I really like it, but so far it’s good. I also have a new email! It’s all so exciting. I’m embracing the new. Now onto today’s blog. My gorgeously strong Mum has joined me over here in Melbourne for a week with my brother for my on coming graduation and I learnt that embracing what you have is powerful, it’s unique and I should have done so when I was…
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Sharing Sunday – The Crow
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is the handiwork of a man that I beat in the early hours of my second nano. Andy Irvine is a uni buddy I met at Flinders University when we were both studying psychology. Would you look at that? He is the author of Affliction and Coercion, in his hit series Psi Novels. Enjoy a snippet of his work. The Crow The Crow. A harbinger of death, a devourer of carrion. In some cultures it was considered a spiritual guide—a messenger—that might deliver one to the afterlife. A sleek, dangerous, creature. In some indigenous tales the crow was considered to be a trickster—that it stole…