Dot Club #25

Happy new year, my lovelies! Dot Club #25 comes out later today. It’s the first in a trial of monthly emails. (Big thank you to everyone who filled in the feedback questionnaire!)

Here’s what you can expect to see:

  • Reflections on the year (and my favourite journaling exercise)
  • Thoughts from a psychologist about relationship chemistry
  • The instagram hashtag I’m obsessed with right now (so many pretty things)
  • An excerpt from a WIP I feel too awkward to keep working on 🙈

If you’re on the list, sit tight!

If not, you can sign up on my website.

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Dot Club #23

Dot Club #23 is going out next week with the following goods:

  • A taste of my upcoming weird fiction story, 5-Star Cottage
  • An update from Project H
  • A mindset shift for writing through a tough time
  • A little good deed from Sydney, AU
  • #TIL something about the dubcon genre
  • A scifi/space opera giveaway open until 1 Nov

Sit tight if you’re on the list! If not, you can sign up via my website.

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The Boy and His Book — a microfic

Our elbows touched. He turned away—as if I wouldn’t catch him—and blushed into his bawdy paperback. Seconds later, he downed his coffee and darted out the door.

I watched lazily as he fumbled for his keys. He fell into the driver’s seat and took off. Rain darkened the asphalt of his parking bay.

Ah dear—I thought, lighting up my Kindle with a smile—if only you knew what I was reading too. We could be such good friends 😏

Originally published in Dot Club #13 (June 2019).

 

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Spring Buds — a microfic

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As he bumbled over the tiny wound, she dropped the secateurs. Clumsy with roses, clumsy with words, this boy—and yet, such clever eyes. They matched the emblem on his varsity blazer.

Taken by the spring, she held his finger to her lips and sucked it. His voice faded into the rustling distance.

The clocktower bell rang the hour. She left him clean and pink-cheeked.

“You’d better get to class.”

“I’ll call you later.”

She smiled. “We’ll see.”

Hands on hips, she straightened her hat and turned back to her work. The bushes always looked a fright this time of year, but no matter. Something would bloom soon enough.

Originally published in Dot Club #14 (July 2019)