There was peace and then there was peace. Mirabella shifted from where she sat. Legs crossed, arms crossed and expression agitated. Barefoot as she was, the grass tickled her feet, and the wind sent shivers into her hair and goosed at her skin. But Mirabella was at peace. It was winter, and the trees rose … Continue reading A snapshot of life
Helen Garner – The Spare Room

“I was no use to anyone in this state, poisoned and choking with rage,” thought our narrator. It hadn’t helped that as the professor left, he couldn’t help but part a remark over his shoulder. “Much better weather we’ve been having this week, isn’t it?” “A perfect novel,” Peter Carey called it. Not without its … Continue reading Helen Garner – The Spare Room
The Long Shadow

One after the other, the rose petals fell. Wet in the morning dew, they didn’t drift far. The sun peaked over the horizon, and he turned to leave her. His shadow cast over her, but she wasn’t ready. She couldn’t let go. Not yet. Not like this. She ran into the horizon, where she could … Continue reading The Long Shadow
Rainbows of Fun

“Would you like to play?” I asked her, from over the garden wall. She looked at me, all funny and curious. “Ok,” She said. I climbed over the fence, fell and crushed her mother’s flowers down below. All dirty and gross, she giggled. Her mother wasn’t happy. Together, we spent the day away blowing bubbles … Continue reading Rainbows of Fun
First Day on the Job

It was his first day on the job. He checked the time on his watch, and it read – quarter to nine – he was going to be late to work. In a panic, he didn’t check when he connected from the bus to the train. It was well past nine when he noticed. His … Continue reading First Day on the Job
The Pickpocket

We said our goodbyes and embraced each other in our arms. “See you,” he said, with his rogueish charm. His hands travelled down my waist, but before they could – I teased away. Please stay. “See you,” I said back. I felt like crying. He laughed, of course, like he always did. “Don’t worry. I’ll … Continue reading The Pickpocket
The Abandoned House

There by the lake was a house. It was an old house, abandoned to time. The house was falling away, and its garden was always unkempt and twisted. One day, I decided to visit. I jumped over the rotted fence and fought through the plants. Overhead, the weather turned fearsome, but I didn’t turn back. … Continue reading The Abandoned House
A Kite in the Sky

The wind started slow that day. The breeze was light and our efforts did little more than jiggle in the air. We kept at it, unwinding the string as it went. It was when the sky turned gold that our efforts began to show. The wind picked up, and our kite with it. Red, yellow, … Continue reading A Kite in the Sky
Feedback Friday

Tired of Exploring Fiction? How about Fiction explores you! Or me. *** I would like to ask all my faithfuls (and new comers) a question. Would you like to see anything specific on this blog? It's a day where I ask you anything I can do to improve your reading experience. Would you like me … Continue reading Feedback Friday
Clothed in Moonlight
They stood together on the precipice of their dreams – of the furthest reach of their reality. Clothed in nothing but the blanket of the moon, and shivering with the warmth of their tears. As they lay, he placed a hand to her stomach. It pulsed in response. “Isn’t it beautiful?” His wife asked. She … Continue reading Clothed in Moonlight