Halcyon

I don’t remember much from my childhood, that is, no full colour, fully formed, vivid memories of events. Instead I have snippets, flashes of images, colours and smells – a favourite candy striped dress, my dog running through the bush, sunburn after a day spent in the neighbour’s swimming pool. Pedaling as fast as we…

Narrating selves

That selves are ultimately discrete entities. When I was a child, I would drag my little orange desk and chair into the laundry and create my very own office. I would spend hours pretending I was an author, writing miniature books on scraps of paper, full of interesting facts and puzzles to share with my brothers. My…

Interlude

I awake with a start, heart racing, sweat pooling in the small of my lower back. The bedroom is pitch black; the house is dead silent apart from my husband snoring contentedly beside me. I check the time on my mobile phone and see that it is only 12:30pm. I slowly roll myself up into…

Perfect crime

Degrees of perfection. The woman felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest, her hands trembling. She had never done anything like this before. Her eyes burned as the chemicals wafted through the air, getting stronger and stronger. She wasn’t sure she could go through with it. Maybe things like this were best left alone?…

Came for

This is what you came for. Bonnie awoke with a start, heart pounding, eyes struggling to adjust to the unfamiliar dimly lit room. Her head felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer and her throat was so dry she could barely breathe. Gingerly, she wiggled her fingers and toes one at a time,…

The rush

As the rush comes. As she drove to the train station, she turned the car radio up and wound the windows down to let in the cool breeze. Felt her hair swirling madly around and smiled, thinking how wonderful life could be when you stopped to appreciate the little things. She made her way up…

Blessing in disguise

Losing my job after 10 years could be a blessing in disguise. Have I reached acceptance yet, or am I still in denial? I want to be able to look ahead to the future with hope, not bitterness. He told me that I had exceeded all expectations this year. That I had gone above and…

Infinity

she wants to leave it all behind, to move faster than anything in the world, achieve what she had set out to do, just keep moving, keep going in whatever direction her thoughts take her,she wants to recede into the darkness,just vanish into the night forever,while the overwhelmingly vast universe keeps on spinning, and life…

Fingertips

she knows it is only the right personwho can seewho she really is –ragged,defiant,tremulous,in the dead of night.fully dressed andfairly coherent,she plays her guitarwith a cigarettedangling precariouslybetween her fingertips.the wrong person, well,they don’t see you at all.

The Push

The Push by Ashley Audrain review – a beautiful life unravelled A stunning debut novel that is less psychological thriller, and more emotional suspense, that explores the dark thoughts that mothers dare not speak aloud. What happens when a mother cannot love her daughter? This is the uncomfortable scenario examined with breathtaking honesty throughout Audrain’s…