‘You’ll find the devil at the crossroads’ was one of grandma’s favourite sayings. She lived life as if walking on a razor’s edge. There was
More InfoOn sunrise I regained consciousness. Surprised to be alive, I did a check. My right side was a mess; swollen eye, bloodied nose, broken clavicle,
More InfoUNFILTERED VIEWS Joanna hated doctors. Well, not really. She actually admired doctors and was quite fond of her own GP. What she hated was GOING
More InfoCONFIDENCE BORN OF LOVE Tom has been dead for six years,’ Jane said firmly. It’s time to get back on the horse.’ That was an
More InfoLike a glass plate beneath the scientist’s microscope, the window of time reveals more than the eye can see. As society settles into a wary
More InfoJana savoured the water tumbling over her body as she lathered toilet soap over her skin and her shampoo did its duty. Earlier she had
More InfoThe Face in the Window As I started up the trail from the car park, I felt the weight of the past few days lift
More InfoIt’s 8am and the sky is a tumult of black, grey and blue water colours. I take a short cut, driving through ‘the Bronx’. I
More InfoHello Big Boy I lowered my voice to a husky purr. ‘What do you think I’m wearing big boy?’ I raise my eyebrows at the
More Info‘Yikes! A bloody snake!’ The words pop out even though there is no-one around to hear. It is wriggling away along the furrow in front
More InfoAt what point does one cross the Rubicon? Or, more precisely, when does a Facebook friend request lead to the Great Unravelling? Is it that moment of
More InfoMy quest to capture a panoramic sunset. A spur of the moment hunch. The back road I found running off Barron Valley Pass. The sunset.
More Info© Tropical Writers Inc 2025