Death

So, it’s been a while. If you are missing my inconsistent storytelling, you’ll be wowed and shocked by my relentless three chapters a week that I now release on Wattpad 😛 If you aren’t sold, I enjoyed crafting this particular chapter so much that I thought I would share it here (also helps it works…

The art of conversation with almost-strangers

Generally speaking, storytellers do well at dinner parties. Like, sometimes I hear myself talking to someone I barely know, and I think, “Seriously Jo, you should shut up and tell normal stories.” But I love telling stories, and I love hearing them. And I have a guilty pleasure in matching the best stories from my…

Thoughts from the journey between homes

I shared this musing on my instagram over the last few days, and here it is collated 🖤🖤🖤🖤 Thoughts from the journey between homes | Parts 1 to 6 Seeing our sun chase the rim of the planet from the wing of an aircraft at the end of a long journey washes in a cloudy…

The problem with the human race

Those moments in life when you have the delight of your own existence on this planet brushing by the existence of another that wakens all sorts of stories within you. The problem with the human race. J R Manawa. I met a man with a mind as fit as a fiddle on the bus today….

And I drank my fill

Hey world, it’s Tuesday. Already! Sometimes I feel like the world inside me is sleeping, that my imagination has fallen into an enchanted slumber of Briar Rose proportions, while the me in this real, physical world is lost and oppressed, when life gets hard in one area, there’s always a knock on effect where creativity…

A tick in all the boxes

Chapter three of our tale, in which we deal with the “meet cute”, except it wasn’t that cute….. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. A tick in all the boxes. … After the birthday boy had been laid to rest in his perfect white coffin with the silver handles and dark blue satin interior,…

Brothers in life, brothers in death

Because every good vampire has a shadow-filled past, and an undead companion, whom they must both hate and love. Life after death is complex. An Undead Christmas Carol. J R Manawa. Brothers in life, brothers in death. … “Did you hear me when I suggested that you ought to go after her?” Levi asked again….

How do I get out of this rut? A gothic word.

Have you ever been in a rut? I feel like so many of us have been in this place lately. You know what I mean. It’s not specifically a financial rut, a relationship rut, a job satisfaction rut, a creative rut. Maybe it is a bit of all of these in someways, and yet, I’m referring…

Life going backwards.

My fourth theme, today given to me by my other and last adoptive mother, Libby, is entitled ‘Life going backwards’. When she first told me this was her choice, I have to admit I was a little worried. Such a strange topic! But here we go, and here the plot thickens, as they say! (If…

The Brilliant Mourn

So here it begins, the first step of our 31 day journey. I’ll take a quick moment here to thank the talented Lyndsay for my ridiculously over the top New Years manicure (It was all blood, sand, sparkles and skulls – just what I always wanted!) and the first topic of my writing challenge; Pink…

His lifeline (I’ll miss you). Part 1

This little tale is here for you to zone out and escape while you are still digesting you Christmas meal on a hopefully relaxed boxing day afternoon! And if I haven’t said it already, Merry Christmas beautiful people! His lifeline. J R Manawa. ‘Just keep driving. Please.’ It wasn’t a request. It was simply, “do…

the surgeon’s hands

Do you remember the growing pains you had when you were a kid? Those nights your legs ached and wouldn’t let you sleep, when curled up in bed you hated your body and everything that was happening within it. Then a week later or maybe a month later, you realised you were taller, a notch…