It’s Just That

The uni trimester ended while leaves still clung to the trees. Betsie found herself missing the crunching sound of the fallen leaves as she travelled home, the audible sound of …

The Vase

I fog the window with my breath, smudge it with my hand when I see her coming down the path. She’s all but six foot and her hair is as …

The Cliff

He drags her by the feet. Red dirt stains her face. She tries to scream, I can see because the veins in her neck pulse and her chest heaves, but …

Five Fingers

Nestled in the Hunter Valley lies a town, dotted with quaint tea shops in heritage listed buildings, threaded together by a brook that occasionally babbles too high. Feel the energy, …

Train Goes By

If you look past your face’s reflection in the train window, it’s only a glimpse but takes a lifetime to see the dry, hoof-beaten straw for grass, and how it …

The Affair

He unwrapped the sheet from her ankle and she eased from the side of the bed and leaned over the pearl white dresser. He could now see her body with …

Going Under

I’ve been preparing food all morning, even though I’m Nil By Mouth. All four of my wisdom teeth will be ripped out while I’m under. That’s why I must prepare …

10 Word Story

Hi Literary Gangsters. Oh, what’s been on my mind? Oh just letting loose on language, that’s all really. But sometimes it’s fun to keep things tight. I saw a prompt …

Climate Change

  Hi there! Calling all TLG fans here to take a vote on climate change! This is my story on Narrative Imperative, a site dedicated to developing dialogue around Sustainable …

My Daughter Maggie

Maggie enjoyed dressing in blue denim overalls when she was small, they were just like mine. She liked to visit me in the shed while I worked on an engine …

City of 43 Angels

Facebook prompts memories of ‘this time last year’ or ‘this time five years ago’ and sometimes you get a sense of ‘shit, I forgot about that whole thing’ or ‘shit, …

NorthWrite 2018

The NorthWrite 2018 programme has been planned to give participants renewed energy and drive for their writing. Our presenters are all well-known within the New Zealand writing scene and we …

Long Beard

The rain subsided though water still covered the road, washing in to the gutters. Jemmie and I were looking to make shenanigans, since the pub had forced its lights and …

Small Things

A one-hundred word story. I’m cashing today’s sales at the bank. Five thousand and sixty-eight dollars. My finger tips steal over the notes. The lady at the teller, I recognise …

Dog On A Mountain

Jawa was born in Armidale NSW, taken on as a pup in my uni days. Since then has lived in the NSW country town of Culcairn, at Red Rock Beach …

From The Tower of Song

Dear Leonard, you will continue to sing and speak to us from the Tower of Song but let me just say that I did speak to you before you passed, …