This is what we made.
There's been a really positive response so far, and I'm so impressed with the contributions that came my way. What could be better than working with creative, inspiring people on an exciting and rewarding project?
Read all about it at www.runrabbitmagazine.com.
If you think you, or someone you know, might be interested in contributing to the next issue, here's what we're looking for:
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Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Run, Rabbit
I've been a little quiet on the freelancing front and this is why: I've been working on a little magazine called Run, Rabbit that will be launching online in December. I'm getting so excited at the quality and range of pitches coming through from talented folk not just from Brisbane, but from around the country and the world. It will be quite a bit of work to get going, but it never feels like it when your heart is behind a project.
Run, Rabbit will cross culture with compassion, craft and creativity with community. I haven't been able to find anything quite like what I want to achieve: something that speaks to my playful side, but also makes me think, engaging me in issues larger than myself without compromising on intelligence or patronising me. Something that doesn't then try to sell me something or tell me how to do my hair this month. So, I decided to make it myself. No products, no fashion, no beauty, no god damn celebrities, no hipster-snobbery or intellectual elitism. Just ordinary people with extraordinary ideas or talent, thought-provoking pieces sharing space with the silly and the mundane. Writers who share their beliefs, thoughts and experiences without trying so damn hard to seem irreverent. This is what I want to read, and I don't think I'm the only one.
To follow Run, Rabbit's progress, visit www.runrabbitmagazine.tumblr.com or find us on Facebook or Twitter.
Run, Rabbit will cross culture with compassion, craft and creativity with community. I haven't been able to find anything quite like what I want to achieve: something that speaks to my playful side, but also makes me think, engaging me in issues larger than myself without compromising on intelligence or patronising me. Something that doesn't then try to sell me something or tell me how to do my hair this month. So, I decided to make it myself. No products, no fashion, no beauty, no god damn celebrities, no hipster-snobbery or intellectual elitism. Just ordinary people with extraordinary ideas or talent, thought-provoking pieces sharing space with the silly and the mundane. Writers who share their beliefs, thoughts and experiences without trying so damn hard to seem irreverent. This is what I want to read, and I don't think I'm the only one.
To follow Run, Rabbit's progress, visit www.runrabbitmagazine.tumblr.com or find us on Facebook or Twitter.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Fiction: 'Gingerbread' for Eve's Harvest
Eve's Harvest has been published through Odyssey, is available through Amazon, and looks pretty amazing! You can also see a preview, which means reading a few pages of my story for free! Check it out here. The theme is 'One', so my story, and many of the others, centre on the concept of one true love, which, is not entirely original, but given the feminist slant of lip magazine, who published the anthology, you can expect something a bit different to the usual drivel.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Updates and inspirations: Gingerbread - Eve's Harvest
So excited to hear a short story I wrote last semester, 'Gingerbread' has been accepted for a new anthology featuring emerging female writers, 'Eve's Harvest'. Won't be out for quite some time now - Feburary at the earliest, but until then, muchly excited! May now get around to writing a bit more fiction to see what else I can get out there.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Fiction: 'Stray Into The Woods, Little Red' for Six Sentences
Fiction in six sentences. An old piece published on sixsentences.ning.com, Nov last year.
Stray Into the Woods, Little Red
She couldn’t remember why they’d fought, or even if they had. She is alone, straying much too far away, listening to strangers laugh unfamiliar yet unmistakably beautiful tunes; it is of no consequence now. A young girl weaves through the pines, towering giants sway to an inaudible melody, a reluctant swing set sighs under a delicate frame; the child’s world is untainted and all is as it should be. Letting the earth melt softly into her back, she closes her eyes; black speckles replace the girl’s red pinafore. Rough fingers seek hers through the supple veil of grass, and squinting through the sun, she finds him next to her. Night falls and he fades into a bruised sky, she is alone once more, yearning for home, where everything was as it should be.6S
Anna Angel is studying Journalism and Creative Writing, and is often told her name makes her sound like a superhero, or a porn star. She is neither.
Stray Into the Woods, Little Red
She couldn’t remember why they’d fought, or even if they had. She is alone, straying much too far away, listening to strangers laugh unfamiliar yet unmistakably beautiful tunes; it is of no consequence now. A young girl weaves through the pines, towering giants sway to an inaudible melody, a reluctant swing set sighs under a delicate frame; the child’s world is untainted and all is as it should be. Letting the earth melt softly into her back, she closes her eyes; black speckles replace the girl’s red pinafore. Rough fingers seek hers through the supple veil of grass, and squinting through the sun, she finds him next to her. Night falls and he fades into a bruised sky, she is alone once more, yearning for home, where everything was as it should be.6S
Anna Angel is studying Journalism and Creative Writing, and is often told her name makes her sound like a superhero, or a porn star. She is neither.
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