http://www.writing.net.au/ The Storyteller en Sun, 07 Dec 2008 04:44:00 GMT Sun, 07 Dec 2008 04:44:00 GMT info@writing.net.au info@writing.net.au http://www.writing.net.au/the-catalyst/ The Catalyst "What is wrong with you? How can you do that?" Stella yelled at her mother. "Everything I do is right," Francesca deadpanned, her face stoic in its resolve... http://www.writing.net.au/the-catalyst/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-catalyst/ Sun, 07 Dec 2008 04:44:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/me-and-tu/ Me and Tu My son is my son till he gets him a wife, but my daughter is my daughter all the days of her life. 1670 J. Ray English... http://www.writing.net.au/me-and-tu/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/me-and-tu/ Sat, 06 Dec 2008 22:36:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-soldier-and-the-runaway/ The Soldier and The Runaway In a huff, Rosemary plonked herself on the stone steps of the local cemetery and began throwing stones out into the road; each one thankfully... http://www.writing.net.au/the-soldier-and-the-runaway/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-soldier-and-the-runaway/ Tue, 11 Nov 2008 11:00:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/to-delegate-or-not-to-delegate/ To Delegate Or Not To Delegate "I just want to spend the day on my own," Rosa explained, holding the receiver away from her ear so she didn't have to... http://www.writing.net.au/to-delegate-or-not-to-delegate/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/to-delegate-or-not-to-delegate/ Fri, 31 Oct 2008 22:03:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-australian-daughter-in-law/ The Australian Daughter In Law Like clockwork, Maryanna sat in her favorite armchair, under the porch of her brick home and sipping a sweet espresso coffee, watched the primary school... http://www.writing.net.au/the-australian-daughter-in-law/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-australian-daughter-in-law/ Thu, 02 Oct 2008 12:17:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/family/ Family Dusk had fallen but still Maree sat in the second hand armchair, nursing her newborn. "Shhhhh, shhhh" she whispered to her daughter. Cradled in the crook of her arm... http://www.writing.net.au/family/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/family/ Sun, 28 Sep 2008 10:39:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-telegram/ The Telegram "Ninno!" The cry reverberated through the dense foliage of their village backwoods. "Ninno!" Birds scattered from dense treetops. But in a small clearing, a disheveled young man continued... http://www.writing.net.au/the-telegram/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-telegram/ Mon, 18 Aug 2008 10:12:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/silvestro-and-his-donkey/ Silvestro And His Donkey "You do not know what a terrible day I have had," Silvestro grumbled. "Even before the sun begins his day, I begin mine; walking from village... http://www.writing.net.au/silvestro-and-his-donkey/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/silvestro-and-his-donkey/ Mon, 09 Jun 2008 03:22:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-intervention/ The Intervention "Oh, come on sis, you know he'll listen to you." Ange begged. Tess kept herself busy unpacking the weeks shopping that threatened to fall off her benchtop. "That's... http://www.writing.net.au/the-intervention/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-intervention/ Mon, 09 Jun 2008 01:38:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-anniversary/ The Anniversary "Hell of a way to spend an Anniversary," Sarina moaned. "You wouldn't have thought it," Lucia added. "I dreamt of him last night," "Really," Lucia's skepticism shone through... http://www.writing.net.au/the-anniversary/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-anniversary/ Tue, 03 Jun 2008 20:57:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-divorce/ The Divorce Antonietta stirred her cafe late until milk draped the edge of her glass. "Should have ordered something stronger," Antonietta's lunch companion observed. But Antonietta didn't hear her; her... http://www.writing.net.au/the-divorce/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-divorce/ Mon, 26 May 2008 10:56:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-diagnosis/ The Diagnosis "MUM!" It was a scream guaranteed to send the neighbors scrambling for their Welfare Services Emergency numbers. "MUM!" And that one was guaranteed to wake up the entire... http://www.writing.net.au/the-diagnosis/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-diagnosis/ Thu, 22 May 2008 09:27:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-loss/ The Loss Tess blinked back the tears. She couldn't let her mother see her so emotional. Wasn't she always chastised for crying so easily? But now, in this two bed... http://www.writing.net.au/the-loss/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-loss/ Sun, 30 Mar 2008 01:07:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-aboriginal-experience/ The Aboriginal Experience Can you have Monday-itis on a Thursday? Can you miss your bus to the station; watch the train leave the platform from your next bus, and catch... http://www.writing.net.au/the-aboriginal-experience/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-aboriginal-experience/ Tue, 18 Mar 2008 10:34:00 GMT http://www.writing.net.au/the-gentlemans-shorties/ The Gentleman's Shorties? I swear to this day I still blush when I recall that ten minute bus ride home. Seven in the evening and after spending almost twelve hours... http://www.writing.net.au/the-gentlemans-shorties/#comments http://www.writing.net.au/the-gentlemans-shorties/ Tue, 12 Feb 2008 15:54:00 GMT