Section breaking with a dinkus

Dinkus has to be one of the best words I’ve learnt in my PWE course. A dinkus is a line of asterisks or a small symbol that marks a section break in published work. Typically they’re used for scene or point of view changes, and they’re a great alternative to cutting a chapter short. Three […]

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Job Searching: You Have The Power

This year was incredibly difficult for me. I spent eight of twelve months actively searching for a job. Only four of those months did I have employment, the other four I was supported by Centrelink and my dwindling (and now non-existent) savings. This isn’t a unique experience. I know many people who are highly educated […]

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Weaving magic with dialogue

“The old witch was knitting.” “Knitting? Just knitting? She’s an old witch, shouldn’t she be all hunched over, stirring her cauldron or something?” “Maybe she’s cold. She’s cold, alright? So, she’s knitting. The cold old witch was knitting.” “But how was she knitting?” “What do you mean?” “How was she knitting? Like, is she good […]

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Choice (Dialogue only)

“Then why are you here?” “Why do you think I’m here? You’re my fiancé!” “Only because our parents agreed to it. There was nothing to do with us. No input, no feelings. Why would you insist on holding me to such an agreement? Why would you come here every day if not to stake your claim […]

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A cat’s revenge

The cat was planning its revenge when it’s owner questioned its suspicious gaze. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at the cat. “Do you have a problem?” “Meow.” “I see how it is. I haven’t got time for a fight. Go away please.” The cat didn’t move. She […]

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You lean in, breath tickling her skin. She inhales and her eyes flicker down. You graze her lips with yours, just the briefest touch. Their softness is addictive, and against your better judgement you go back for more, slipping your hand over her cheek. A small kiss, then another. Heat rising between you, each kiss […]

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Holding On

You’ll only ever hear three sounds on the battlefield of Bastogne, Belgium in 1944: explosions, gunfire and silence. No laughter, no singing, no celebrations. No one would dare. Sound makes you a target for the enemy. So you keep to your fox hole. Dig it deep, fortify the edges, and find yourself some cover. Your […]

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Hide and seek

Only the best will survive. “You have one minute.” I ran around the obscenely grand mansion, barrelling into several other kids as we each scrambled for the best position. One pudgy kid about four years old locked himself in the pantry. Too obvious. He won’t last long. Up the stairs and back down again—nothing but […]

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Fabergé Eggs

Empress of Russia I never expected this. When May and I dreamed of husbands when we were five, neither of us imagined rising to the height of Grandmama. But now—I am an Empress. I feel as though it should not be me, it should be Ella or Vicky. They have always been the most popular, […]

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