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The Enclave
Maeve keeps her eyes down, looking for fallen branches and sticks. One hand grips tighter onto the knife as she slides a glance over her right shoulder toward the setting sun. She can’t see him, but he could be anywhere by now. Soft flakes of snow replace the icy wind. She pushes her way through Read more
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Carly
Carly is barely noticeable in a crowd. She’s of average height, has average shoulder-length brown hair. Her clothes do not induce anyone to comment on them. Jeans, t-shirt, runners, that kind of thing. Carly’s features are unremarkable as well. Her face is one of those that lead people to say “Have I met you before?” Read more
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Sugar
Sugar tiptoes along the brick path at the side of her house. The light from her phone shining dully to check for any trip hazards. “I hope that idiot dog next door isn’t out doing his business,” she thinks. “He should be minding his own business, not doing it, yeah.” Sugar almost chuckles at her Read more
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Do I go back to school… Am I completely bonkers?
Why, more than twenty years after completing a Bachelor of Health Science, and nearly forty years after studying Drama at Tas Uni, am I contemplating going back to school? Am I completely bonkers? Well quite possibly – in both senses of the word. A little bit insane, and also incredibly excited! Read more
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Can My Life Please Remember It’s NANOWRIMO?
It’s coming to my attention that my life is not understanding the concept of NANOWRIMO. National Novel Writing Month, is held every November. NOVEMBER! Seriously? Every year I say I’m going to do it. All you have to do is write 1,667 words a day, to reach 50,000 words in a month, and kick start Read more

