An Ode to Mums

It's funny that no matter how old I am, or how long I've lived out of home (four and a half years), I still run to my mum when I'm sick. This morning I didn't think twice before texting her before work to pray for me. And only a mum would call you at work …

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The Headstone (creative)

Here is a short story I wrote in my third year at Deakin. It's a bit quirky and longer than my usual blog posts but stick with it if it's holding your interest. I'm really passionate about fiction so I hope you enjoy this. Sincerely, Lil THE HEADSTONE The little decisions were always the hardest …

Fanning the Flame

Imagine a single coal. Alone. Burning bright, now softer, now fading as the heat recedes into the center. The colour dulls, and the light diminishes. Now visualise yourself leaning in, placing a red hot coal beside it and blowing on it, gently enough that you don't snuff out the cooling one. The coal pulses and …

Thievery schools, boxing with Hitler and writing to strangers: World War II books to read

I thought to broaden my scope in writing I could review and recommend some books, because any writer, accomplished or aspiring, must as a prerequisite be obsessed with reading. The two undoubtedly go hand in hand. At the moment I am finishing Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand. I don't usually read a lot of non-fiction but …