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Sharing Sunday – Rampaging Rats
It’s no surprise as to this weeks Sharing Sunday lady is. Susan is back again with another excerpt! I just love her pieces and I’m excited that I get to share pieces that people are willing to send into me. If you’re interested hit me up on Facebook (click on the icon on the right) or check this page out for me details. I’m open for anything and everything! Now onto Rampaging Rats! Rampaging Rats Cleverly disguised as a French artist, Operative Digger travelled to Sydney by train. He then headed immediately for King’s Cross. His first stop was Club Canine, where he hoped to run into some of his…
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Sharing Sunday – A Tree Finally Speaks
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is from a writer from somewhere new! Jennie is from the Philippines and her piece for you is about trees. She wrote it to give trees a voice, it’s a really beautiful piece, leave her some love in the comments and take a look at her site! A Tree Finally Speaks One night… Me: In the absence of wind and mist Who cradles your branches and leaves to sleep? Tree: You! Come near, exhale Me: I haven’t brushed my teeth My breath stinks Tree: Grab a leaf Scrub it in your mouth And let me kiss your lips Me: You are crazy, tree! Tree: Hahaha look who’s…
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Sharing Sunday – Dead on Time: Part Three
And for today’s Sharing Sunday, the last part from Danni! I hope you enjoy the last part of Dead on Time. Dead on Time: Part Three Muttering the directions that Dr. Reed had given her to his position beneath her breath, Rae tightened her grip on her metal pipe as she slowly eased open the door. She couldn’t spot any zoms in the first hallway, but that didn’t mean that there weren’t more further along the way. At that moment, Rae wished more than anything that she had one of those awesome weapons that she had always seen people carrying in the zombie movies and games. An M4, a Glock, hell,…
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Sharing Sunday – Dead on Time: Part Two
And here’s part two! Dead on Time: Part Two Groaning softly, Rae pressed her hands to her temples softly, fearing to open her eyes and have any lights in the room make the pounding in her head worse. She couldn’t remember anything in the pamphlet for time travel about feeling like your head would split in two. Didn’t companies have to list side effects on shit like that? Even if it was in the fine print? And Rae would remember if it said anything, she had been sure to read the whole novel-length contract three times, and thoroughly. A low moan finally prompted her to crack open one eye, and…
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Sharing Sunday – Dead on Time: Part One
Today’s Sharing Sunday is by one of my gorgeous online friends who resides in the U S of A! Woop. Danni is a true gem, her writing is always so good and I know that whatever she comes up with is nothing short of amazing, even if she sometimes doesn’t think so! So over the next three Sunday’s you’ll be getting a snippet of her work, only because this piece is huge and I wouldn’t put you through the pain of sitting down and actually reading it all in one sitting, it’s worth it though! Here’s a little bit about the piece from Danni’s own fingers: Dead on Time originally…
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Sharing Sunday – Ink
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by a young writer by the name of Max! I’m not sure where he’s from (I’m going to assume it’s somewhere in the Americas from the spelling diferences!) But here’s his story Ink and here’s a little bit what he has to say about this one: Basically my thoughts going into this piece were at an all time low. My writing process is so untraditional and absurd. I do not think about what I am going to write. I never have any idea or clue as to what is going to spill out of my fingers onto the paper. I simply just write. This specific…
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Sharing Sunday – Slipping into Place
Firstly, Happy Father’s Day to all of the Aussies father’s out there. You deserve a day to be pampered, because you all do such great jobs. Today my koumbaro gets to celebrate his first Father’s Day with little Eli, who is just heavenly! Now onto the real reason we’re here. It’s Sharing Sunday and today I’ve got a racy piece for you. Ru is brilliant with words and I really do love reading everything of hers. She’s lent me this beautiful piece about a character that lives in her head. A dainty and hardassed sphinx. I should just warn you all it’s a little bit racy, so if you’re not…
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Sharing Sunday – Child of the Night
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by a poet who resides in the Americas again! Americans really rock. Here’s his poem, make sure you check out his stuff down the bottom he has a few books out and some links for you guys to check him out. Child of the Night I have to wonder now and then as the dreams I once held divine Have left me just like other men to age and wither on the vine Where once I thought that I would be so much further along in life Now the dreams that I once could see so cut me quick just like a knife Perhaps the…
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Writing Wednesday
Today’s Writing Wednesday is a little late, I had to work at my retail job and then jump onto a bus, which I nearly missed but ran to get, to start my internship for the week which involved us finally getting somewhere! Yessss. Finally. I’m off to Sydney tomorrow for BEAus, way excited, hopefully things go smoothly! Describe your characters favourite stuffed toy. What’s the memory attached to it? Why is it so significant to their lives? How long have they had it. Send me your tries if you want some feedback to my email. Do itttt. Don’t forget to sign up to my newsletter and check out Sharing…
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Sharing Sunday – Hydrosensual
Ahhh, I do love it when my persistence finally gets through. I’ve been cajoling my writer friends for pieces from them because they all have such beautiful imagination and the world needs to see what’s happening inside their brains! I have writers, poets, singers, fashion designers and so many more but they’re all terrified of sharing their work. I’m not sure why, maybe they’re trying to find their feet, but nevertheless it doesn’t deter me from cajoling them. Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by the lovely Jan. She comes across as intimidating when you first meet her because she’s loud and exuberant but quickly you realise that is part of…