Does such a person exist who was not made to write a Haiku during their schooling? I remember my lesson clearly; I was eleven years old and very distractible. Mrs. P was a rather stern teacher, who did not tolerate my wandering attention. But really, poems that did not rhyme, originated from a foreign land, […]Read more "H is for Haiku"
Every writer at some point or another will suffer from writer’s block. If you say you haven’t, well,…more power to you! Conversations with my writing companions have shown me that I am not the only one to find myself thwarted by my own perfectionism when I write, or some other anti-author demonic force. Freewriting can […]Read more "F is for Freewriting"
Books. I’m surrounded by bookshelves, floor to ceiling, in a tall, circular tower room. The gleaming oak shelves come together at the top as though archways, and for every arch of books, there is an arched window next to it. The room is light, spacious; every breath is a refreshing drink. The wooden floorboards echo […]Read more "My Ideal Room"
Okay writers, listen up. E is for Editing. Yes, I know, it’s not the sexiest word out there. Far too many of us writers avoid editing as if it were some deadly disease. Trust me, it’s not going to kill you. Think of it more like an immunisation for a deadly disease, rather than the […]Read more "E is for Editing"
A call to my fellow writers residing in Australia, check out this short story competition: Boroondara Literary Awards 2013 Best of all, it’s free to enter. Stories should be between 1500 and 3000 words, and the closing date is 30th August 2013. May the words be with you! Peace out xoxoRead more "Short Story Competition"
Words strung together Rudiments of a story Inadvertently formed Through the penning of thoughts Especially close to the heartRead more "WRITE – An Acrostic Poem"
I write because I would go mad if I didn’t. It is my outlet; my sanity. So in a way, it’s selfish of me. But then again, to breathe is not considered selfish; it is simply understood as necessary for survival. My head is an explosion of ideas, colours, fragments, the unwritten. Sometimes someone tells […]Read more "Why I Write"