this writing business

Molasses and Ferragost out now!

Hey, those of you who know me won’t be surprised by this, but I told you the wrong thing. (Note to self: brush up on details.) Volume 3 Issue 4 of the Review of Australian Fiction containing short stories by Melina Marchetta and me is OUT NOW

It can be yours for $2.99 (or you could subscribe and get a whole heap of awesome writing) and you can read it anytime, anywhere, because this baby is digital. 

Molasses is dedicated to Kelly H. & Trish E. Thanks Matt for putting it in there!

PS I’ve just read Melina’s story, and I LOVE it! I want a book four in the Lumatere Chronicles, and I want it to feature Celie and Banyon. I’ll present those demands to her next time I see her. 

 

Mad Dog’s Day

While I was at Coonabarabran, I was asked to judge the staff’s short story writing competition. The only rule was that it had to be 50 words. A whole story in 50 words. I couldn’t do that, not in a million years. For me, even a short story is over 10,000 …

But these guys were all over it. There were space odysseys, toxic curries, sunset epiphanies, and men in saunas. The winning entry was by Kellie Nash, and I asked her if I could share it with you, because I loved it. In just 50 words, Kellie built a world and a strong situation. Humour, tragedy and, ultimately, death …

Mad Dog’s Day

The handsome stranger, a solid wall of honesty and manners, rode with his Peacemaker into Mad Dog’s town aiming to make the West less wild.

The plan: twenty paces . . . turn . . . shoot . . . back to the saloon.

Mad Dog, always confused by numbers and firing at eighteen, stilled the ladies’ fluttering hearts.

© Kellie Nash, 2012

 

 

 

Sticky, sweet, and short(ish)

I’ve written a short story – well, strictly speaking it’s in the long story form, clocking in at 14,000 words, not that I was counting or anything …

It’s called MolassesAnd it will be published in the Review of Australian Fiction on the 14th of August, along with a story by Melina Marchetta, which she tells me is called Ferragost, and you can read what she has to say about it here.

The Review is available electronically, for anyone, anywhere, and you can purchase it for the princely sum of $2.99. I will nudge you again when it comes out. 

If you want to read about how I wrote this story, you can do that here. If you are a writer and you are struggling with whatever it is you’re working on, it will probably make you feel better. 

 

 

Bon Voyage, book

Night Beach has gone to the printers. Now, I feel like I’m just kicking around. Listless, a bit cranky. There’s heaps of things I should be doing. I even have deadlines. Instead …

I’ve found new ways to waste time. For instance, I’ve designed a stamp to use for book signings. I’ve been needing a bit more theatre in that department. Other authors have bookmarks, ribbons, feathers, glitter, dirt – all sorts  of stuff. But the only time I’ve ever cut loose was at my first book signing. I had to borrow a pen, and I wrote something so stupid I’m not even going to say what it was. It was like a car crash between a motivational speaker and a desk calendar. Awful. Truly awful.

Anyway, the stamp. I started with this (which of course means nothing to you now, but if you read Night Beach all will become clear):

And I changed it to this, with help from Emerson (“Live in the sunshine, Swim the sea, Drink the wild air”) – who is also referenced in the story:

So there you go.

What’s that? You think I should stop wasting everybody’s time and get back to work? You’re probably right.