After completing another manuscript in May, I stepped a little out of my comfort zone.
Archie Roach is an Indigenous Australian musician, and was a part of 'the stolen generation' as a child. It took me a little bit longer than usual to read the book, because at times it really was not a fun read. Important, yes. Very. But fun? No, not the whole time.
I got the job! ... And then the seeds of doubt started to sprout.
I read All the Bright Places almost two years ago, and fell head over heels for it. For many reasons. But mainly, I connected with the characters, and my heart broke for them. The Netflix adaptation came out recently and I was, of course, excited. It wasn't as good as the book, unsurprisingly, but, even … Continue reading Thought of the Day – 10/03/2020
When she awoke, she felt broken. There was no door, and the jump from the window didn't look any more appealing, nor did the dragon look more comforting. Things were as they always were. Except worse. Because she knew different now. She knew what was out there, and what she was missing. How could she … Continue reading Part 10: She Wanted Different
The week was up, and still the boy didn't return. Worry became the girl's constant state. Where was he? Why hadn't he returned? Was he truly angry with her? Or was something else keeping him away? Well, nothing had kept him away before. So that last worry was quickly debunked. No, there could only be … Continue reading Part 9: An Attempt
The boy wanted nothing more than to return to the tower. He missed the girl and her dragon terribly, and nothing in his dull village ever compared to the magic of his new favourite place. But he couldn't return. Not right away. The girl had gone too far. All he did was try to suggest … Continue reading Part 8: A Dream Unravelled
The boy didn't return the next day. Nor the day after that. The girl woke up every morning, hoping he'd change his mind and would return sooner than a week. But every morning, she was disappointed. And every morning, her regret weighed more heavily than the night before. She'd finally made a friend, but she'd … Continue reading Part 7: Regret was a Tangible Thing
The girl never thought it would happen - her forever dream coming true. But it did. She made a friend. And then she was happy just to see him from afar, and speak with him as she'd never done with any human before. She was not ungrateful enough to keep wishing. But when he touched … Continue reading Part 6: A Dream Realised
The boy's plan was as simple as it was foolish, which was to say: very. "The dragon can pluck you out of the window with its tail!" he'd exclaimed. The girl had only rolled her eyes. As though she hadn't asked the dragon if it could fly her far away before. Besides, that wasn't the … Continue reading Part 5: A Half-Formed Thing