All in the family – My nana tells a good story too!

My Nana is a rockstar. She’s a legend. The kind of legend who cares continousoly, loves relentlessly, and says exactly what is on her mind, 100% of the time. She’s the best. I found out recently that one of her stories placed in a historical category for a New ZealandΒ competition. Bare in mind that she…

World between the Walls, Part 3

And here we are at the end of the road for this adventure, for now. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed telling it! If you need to start from the beginning, jump back here! World between the walls. J R Manawa. The garden of Eden glistened in the soft, trickling…

World between the walls, Part 2

I’ve had some really beautiful feedback regarding part one of this story, which always makes my heart jump a little with excitement – when I know something I wrote connected with someone who read it, more than just good use of words and good storytelling. I’ve put some of the feedback for you to read…

The world between the walls, Part 1

It’s been nineteen days since I last wrote and published a story. Yikes. In blogging terms that’s bad news, borderline suicidal even (and my view count agrees with me…) So here is the beginning of a piece of dystopia that is based on our current dystopian existence. Actually, this is a good argument to put…

The Festival. Day two. The fire in the field.

This one took a while because I wasn’t happy with it. Sometimes a piece of work can take a lot of editing, and even then you still can’t be sure you are happy with it. Actually, on second thought, isn’t all writing like that, a constant work in progress? The Festival. Day two. The fire…