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<strong>Vol</strong>ume 1 <strong>Issue</strong> 2 March 2018
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Editor: Susan Day<br />
Contributors: Stephen Axelsen, Barbara<br />
Avon, RJ Simon, Demetra Tsavaris-<br />
Lecourezos, Nanci Lee Woody, Audrey<br />
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ef lect<br />
This month’s theme is reflect.<br />
“to replicate, imitate, echo or mirror; to reveal,<br />
expose signal, and manifest”<br />
We hope you enjoy ‘reflecting’ with us.<br />
A word or two about words…<br />
Contributions made to this publication came from all over<br />
the world. So as not to get bogged down or begin a trans-<br />
Pacific war on words, the editor has made the decision to<br />
leave each article in its original format. You may see<br />
different forms of English used in different articles. This may<br />
to some seem inconsistent, but we believe in the<br />
universality of the written form, and wish to engender a<br />
wide tolerance of its use.
Mission Statement<br />
enthralled magazine creates a place for<br />
authors and writers to share their ideas<br />
and journeys. A place where they can<br />
speak and be heard. It will be the role of<br />
enthralled to empower, educate, inspire<br />
and challenge all writers and authors with<br />
articles, news, tips, advice and more.<br />
While its initial creation was the idea of a<br />
few people, each issue will be a<br />
collaboration of ideas from writers and<br />
authors from across the globe.
from the editor<br />
Welcome to the latest issue of enthralled magazine.<br />
With the help of some amazing creative souls this<br />
magazine continues to thrive.<br />
This month I received a lot of wonderful submissions.<br />
They came in the form of articles, poems, stories, and<br />
one very clever reflection on Stream of Consciousness<br />
writing. I can’t wait for you to read them, and share<br />
your thoughts about them on our Facebook page and<br />
our blog.<br />
Again, many thanks to RJ for being the best sounding board, and ideas generator<br />
any editor could wish for.<br />
<strong>Reflect</strong><br />
The theme reflect was chosen for this issue because it encapsulates what we<br />
authors do. We hold a mirror to society, and using our imaginations and skills,<br />
we reflect back what we see. We imitate life; we replicate scenarios and play<br />
them out on paper. We also reveal untruths, and we expose the cracks in<br />
seemingly perfect lives. We also reflect on our own work when it comes to<br />
editing and proof-reading.<br />
Our feature article celebrates the 40th anniversary of one of my favourite<br />
children’s stories, The Oath of Bad Brown Bill. I interviewed the author /<br />
illustrator, and reflected on how much has changed in the 40 years since the<br />
book’s publication.<br />
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Well, I think that’s enough reflection from me; enjoy!<br />
- Susan Day, Editor
march<br />
contents<br />
feature article<br />
30 The Oath of Bad Brown Bill - 40 years on we talk to<br />
author, Stephen Axelsen about his journey as an author /<br />
illustrator.<br />
articles<br />
50 Ten Signposts to Guide the Artistic Life<br />
20 A <strong>Reflect</strong>ion on an Author’s Journey of<br />
Survival.<br />
12 Stream of Consciousness Writing<br />
42 Giving And Receiving Feedback The Smart<br />
Way
70 Tree-walk<br />
24 Why "Trigger Alerts" Shouldn’t Precede a<br />
Work of Fiction<br />
58 Authors Do You Need a Rest From Social<br />
Media?<br />
76 A Short <strong>Reflect</strong>ion on What it Means to Be a<br />
Writer<br />
book of the month<br />
62 Looking to read something different? Check out our<br />
book of the month.<br />
poetry<br />
66 Enjoy the talent of this month’s poets.
news & competitions<br />
International Read to Me! Day - don’t forget to get your kids<br />
involved 19 March. To find out how to go Read to Me! Day<br />
Top 5 Best Overall Sellers in Print for March 2018:<br />
Fire and Fury, Michael Wolff<br />
Crushing it! Gary Vaynerchuk<br />
Dark in Death, J.D.Robb<br />
12 Rules for Life, Jordan B. Peterson<br />
Dog Man and Cat Kid, Dav Pilkey<br />
News and Updates were obtained from Publishers Weekly and Goodreads<br />
The Stockholm Writers Festival<br />
The Stockholm Writers Festival is accepting submissions for their first inaugural<br />
First Pages Prize for the first 5 pages of a longer work of fiction, creative<br />
non-fiction or poetry. Open worldwide, the competition is for writers<br />
who are currently un-agented, whether previously published or unpublished.<br />
Entries must be unpublished, original and written in English.<br />
Closes: March 13, 2018<br />
Word limit: 1250 words (first 5 pages)<br />
Click above for prizes<br />
The Sheila Malady Short Story Competition<br />
In honour of the Shakespeare on the River theme this year, the 2018 Sheila<br />
Malady Short Story Competition has a theme of ‘For the love of…’ and is<br />
open to all nationalities and ages.<br />
Closes: March 20, 2018<br />
Word limit: 2000 words<br />
Prize: $300 cash prize<br />
Entry fee: $5<br />
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Stream of Consciousness Writing
Stream of Consciousness<br />
By RJ Simon<br />
The last edition of enthralled I wrote a small piece called ‘The Conversation’. It was<br />
an inner dialogue between two voices in a writer’s mind; a fun little nod to Stream<br />
of Consciousness writing.<br />
Not everyone is familiar with Stream of Consciousness writing. It could be<br />
mistaken for gibberish. After all, the purpose of writing in such a way is to, give<br />
voice to one’s consciousness. Again, for ‘The Conversation’, I chose a very simple<br />
glimpse – similar to two people having a quiet conversation in a park without any<br />
distractions, of course, minds are not always such quiet places...
Sometimes the stream of consciousness is<br />
much more like: listening to Swedish<br />
death metal whilst sitting at the train<br />
station platform during rush hour<br />
trying to finish your algebra<br />
homework, surrounded by road works,<br />
trying to ignore the flashes of<br />
lightning in the windows from the<br />
thunderstorm, and the hordes of<br />
people screaming about the<br />
impending meteor shower, during an<br />
apocalyptic frog plague, while ten<br />
thousand zombie clowns claw up from<br />
the sewers and start gnawing on fellow<br />
passengers ankles - so hard to pay<br />
attention to those things when you’re<br />
laughing at cat memes and you spot a<br />
toddler who has managed to grab hold<br />
of a huge piece of cake, and they are<br />
giggling as they rub chunks of butter<br />
cream flat handed down one side of<br />
their face... For some reason that got<br />
the jingle of a shampoo ad stuck in<br />
your head. You couldn’t help but<br />
wonder if you turned the oven off or<br />
how the world would be different if<br />
mud crabs had wings. Yes, I like that<br />
but how can I possibly write a scene<br />
where that would make sense? Never<br />
going to meet my deadline like this I<br />
need coffee. Pastry yes croissants I<br />
need to run away to France.
“In three, two, one.” His words broke in through my ears my like a sumo<br />
wrestler with a broken parachute smashing through the glass ceiling of my<br />
mind.<br />
Of course, we’re writing a magazine article here, not a piece of literature for<br />
posterity. Also, everyone’s stream of consciousness is probably unique. But, it’s fair<br />
to say that most of us learn to sift our thoughts. We convert them into a logical<br />
sequence of words before we do things like speak to other people.<br />
And as writers, most of us write and rewrite to neatly order our words. We often<br />
even employ the services of multiple editors, if not us then our publishers certainly<br />
do. Editors have studied the art of organising words for maximising communicative<br />
impact. We value their skills. Maybe another day we’ll talk more about editors. Today<br />
let’s get back to Stream of Consciousness writing.
Why would any self-respecting<br />
writer jump down a rabbit hole into<br />
Stream of Consciousness writing?<br />
Why would you throw off writerly<br />
discipline and dance like a crazy<br />
naked person in the rain? Why would<br />
a writer step aside and allow the<br />
reader to have a direct line to the<br />
character’s thought processes? How<br />
does that even make sense? What<br />
good could come from such<br />
unfiltered freedom?<br />
few places where it’s okay for us to<br />
read minds and hearts.<br />
Also, let’s remember writing is an art<br />
form. By all means, study the age-old<br />
devices; Read the latest ‘How to’ books,<br />
and listen to advice yelled from<br />
bestseller lists. But above all: don’t lose<br />
your voice.<br />
Do you know what this article was<br />
about? Me either. Thank you and<br />
good night.<br />
Well... Steam of Consciousness writing<br />
is a literary device that's been around<br />
for over a hundred years. Its value is<br />
worth considering, even in this modern<br />
era of “Show don’t tell”. Trends come<br />
and go, but books remain one of the<br />
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Stream of Consciousness Quotes<br />
Nobel Prize in Literature and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, William Faulkner used the<br />
stream of consciousness technique. Excerpt from ‘As I Lay Dying’ - “Nonsense you look<br />
like a girl you are lots younger than Candace color in your cheeks like a girl A face<br />
reproachful tearful an odour of camphor and of tears a voice weeping steadily and<br />
softly beyond the twilit door the twilight-colored smell of honey suckle. Bringing empty<br />
trunks down the attic stairs they sounded like coffins […]”<br />
Samuel Beckett<br />
be abroad alone, by unknown ways, in the gathering night, with a stick.” – Molloy by<br />
headwaiter’s And to follow? and often rising to a scream. And in the end, or almost, to<br />
“What shall I do? What shall I do? now low, a murmur, now precise as the<br />
“If you take, for instance, the antithesis of<br />
the normal man, that is, the man of acute<br />
consciousness, who has come, of course,<br />
not out of the lap of nature but out of a<br />
retort (this is almost mysticism,<br />
gentlemen, but I suspect this, too), this<br />
retort-made man is sometimes so<br />
nonplussed in the presence of his<br />
antithesis that with all his exaggerated<br />
consciousness he genuinely thinks of<br />
himself as a mouse and not a man. It may<br />
be an acutely conscious mouse, yet it is a<br />
mouse, while the other is a man, and<br />
therefore, et caetera, et caetera.” – Notes<br />
from Underground by Fyodor Dostoyevsky<br />
“...she took her hand an<br />
Where to begin?--that w<br />
to innumerable risks, to<br />
complex; as the waves s<br />
steep gulfs, and foaming
"If he had smiled why would he have smiled? To reflect that each one who enters<br />
imagines himself to be the first to enter whereas he is always the last term of a<br />
preceding series even if the first term of a succeeding one, each imagining himself to be<br />
first, last, only and alone whereas he is neither first nor last nor only nor alone in a<br />
series originating in and repeated to infinity." - Ulysses by James Joyce.<br />
"He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare<br />
smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five<br />
times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and<br />
then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you<br />
just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe<br />
in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your<br />
best, you hoped to convey." — The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald<br />
d raised her brush. For a moment it stayed trembling in a painful but exciting ecstacy in the air.<br />
as the question at what point to make the first mark? One line placed on the canvas committed her<br />
frequent and irrevocable decisions. All that in idea seemed simple became in practice immediately<br />
hape themselves symmetrically from the cliff top, but to the swimmer among them are divided by<br />
crests. Still the risk must run; the mark made.” ― To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
A <strong>Reflect</strong>ion on an Auth
or’s Journey of Survival
A <strong>Reflect</strong>ion on an Author’s Journey of Survival<br />
By Demetra Tsavaris-Lecourezos<br />
My late husband and I were high school sweethearts in Astoria, NY. We le<br />
years after graduation. A year after that we were engaged.<br />
The next year, we were married, and a year after that our daughter was b<br />
lost my husband to pancreatic cancer. Mom was in one hospital, while m<br />
when they passed.<br />
She and I then moved to a small town in Florida, where I opened a boutiq<br />
neuropathy and fibromyalgia. In the meantime, I have been plugging aw<br />
The thought of leaving her an orphan, gave me the push I needed to fina<br />
published books under my belt, with the fourth one due out later this yea<br />
I keep plugging away, living one day at a time, and making the most of e<br />
While chemo and radiation are over now, I am suffering from the residua<br />
cell tissues surrounding my knee and spread into my femur bone.<br />
I take one day at a time and push myself to move forward every single da<br />
Magical Crystal Globe, is the story of a group<br />
historic sites in Queens, using their imaginati<br />
Book two, Ready, Set, OPA! was published ea<br />
I have had book tours through Illinois, Indian<br />
Please join Demetra online at her website and
ad separate lives until bumping into one another on a street in Manhattan 21<br />
orn. Three years later, we lost my mom to leukaemia. Six months after that, we<br />
y husband was across the street in another hospital. My daughter was only four<br />
ue which I had to close last year. I am now battling cancer, suffering from<br />
ay at my book series which I had started just after my daughter was born.<br />
lly get published. I wanted to leave a legacy behind for her. I currently have three<br />
r.<br />
very single day! It's better than nothing.<br />
ls of neuropathy, fibromyalgia and bulging discs. My cancer started in the soft<br />
y. Born and raised in Queens, my first book, Young World Travelers and the<br />
of friends from a small Florida town, Tarpon. They set off on an adventure to<br />
ons and Mrs. Eva's magical crystal globe. "Close your eyes..." she says.<br />
rlier this year, and is getting rave reviews!<br />
a, Louisiana, Michigan, New York and Washington, DC.<br />
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Why "Trigger Alerts" Shoul<br />
Work of Fiction
dn’t Precede a
Why "Trigger Alerts" Shouldn’t<br />
Precede a Work of Fiction<br />
referring to that born of a dedicated<br />
and passionate individual. One who<br />
creates something beautiful from their<br />
soul and not something that is created<br />
for sheer shock value or for the sole<br />
purpose to make a profit off of<br />
something sordid or wicked.<br />
By Barbara Avon<br />
If you're unaware "trigger warnings" are<br />
intended to alert very sensitive people<br />
that some content might set off, or<br />
"trigger", their post-traumatic stress<br />
disorder or simply deeply offend some<br />
people.<br />
Recently, I was shocked to find these<br />
warnings preceding works of fiction.<br />
Fiction is art and I don't believe art<br />
should be censored, nor should any<br />
type of warning precede it. For the<br />
record, when I refer to "art", I'm<br />
In conversation with a friend and fellow<br />
author, he brought up an interesting<br />
point for debate. "As authors, we have<br />
a certain amount of responsibility<br />
because invariably, fiction represents<br />
reality in some way, shape or form." I<br />
adamantly disagree, in that, I personally<br />
believe that as an author and artist, my<br />
sole responsibility lies in entertaining<br />
the reader and touching their heart.<br />
It goes back to something presently<br />
circulating the Internet, "We don't drop<br />
anvils on people's heads because we<br />
grew up watching Road Runner<br />
cartoons." Should a psychopath mimic
my most recent character, a serial killer,<br />
the onus and forthcoming<br />
consequences lie entirely on the<br />
perpetrator. I cannot be blamed for the<br />
actions bred of an unstable and<br />
unhealthy mind.<br />
I am in no way diminishing someone's<br />
past trauma. We all have our "triggers'.<br />
However, fiction is one of those<br />
wonderful categories that is universally<br />
regarded for what it is. i.e., makebelieve.<br />
A means of escape. A story, to<br />
put it simply.<br />
The reader also has a responsibility to<br />
read the synopsis of a novel and decide<br />
whether they are intrigued enough to<br />
buy the book. To rate the book poorly<br />
based on something in it that caused<br />
the reader to think of "X" when they<br />
were "X" years old is unjust (Yes, this<br />
has happened, and specifically to my<br />
aforementioned author friend.)<br />
A book review must be based on the<br />
merits of the writing, the flow of the<br />
story and the imagery it paints in one's<br />
mind. To rate it poorly because it may<br />
remind one of a past trauma is unfair to<br />
the author. I can't bridle my<br />
imagination any more than I can stop<br />
breathing.<br />
Imagine a world where everything<br />
before our eyes may need a "trigger<br />
alert" label. Is this the type of world we<br />
want to live in? Sounds quiet Dystopian<br />
to me. It seems that the only "safe"<br />
place to be is in bed, with eyes shut off<br />
to the world.<br />
Readers, much like writers, need to turn<br />
into someone else for a moment and<br />
get lost in the story. A reader must<br />
forget reality and everything related to<br />
grief, sadness and pain. Or at the very<br />
least, a reader must do their research,<br />
as stated earlier, and purchase a book<br />
that is less apt to "trigger them".
I wonder what the great authors think of this. Stephen King would need a warning before each<br />
As the world turns and changes, I find solace in writing and hope to bring the reader the same<br />
statement or 'trigger alert" at the beginning of my novel, I may as well go out and buy myself<br />
Let's hope that never happens.<br />
Barbara Avon is a Canadian author and regular contributor to enthralled magazine.<br />
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Barbara was awarded FACES <strong>Magazine</strong> - Female Author of the Year 2018<br />
Do you publish tr<br />
Do you think we are being over sens<br />
and every book. Shakespeare, in his day, would be ridiculed and possibly even jailed.<br />
joy and peace. If the day ever comes where a law is passed that forces me to publish a<br />
a few hundred anvils.<br />
von<br />
igger warnings?<br />
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feature article<br />
The Oath of Bad Brown Bill 40 years on -<br />
Struth!<br />
While I have been an editor of enthralled for only two issues I soon discovered<br />
that the position held a lot of power. Sure, there were a lot of jobs and huge<br />
responsibilities, but power too.<br />
I have used that power to choose this month’s feature article. I was lucky<br />
enough to be found by the author of one of my favourite books of all time, The<br />
Oath of Bad Brown Bill, Stephen Axelsen. Sadly, the book is no longer in print,<br />
but it’s memory, not unlike Bill’s, lives on.<br />
So, here is our first author interview with an author who is funny, talented and<br />
whose verse would make the great Bard himself sit up and take notice.<br />
Also, for those of you who are unfamiliar with the Australian term ‘struth’ here is<br />
what the Urban Dictionary has to say about it:<br />
1) An example of australian slang, 'struth' is used to denote an exclamation.<br />
2) 'my goodness' (I think this is be better choice)<br />
- Susan Day, Editor
Stephen Axelsen being<br />
creative!<br />
Many of our readers are authors who<br />
are embarking on a new adventure.<br />
Speaking as someone who has been<br />
a published author for 40 years could<br />
you please share your wisdom,<br />
thoughts and your wit – especially<br />
your wit.<br />
Talk to us about the process of<br />
creating children’s books. In<br />
particular, The Oath of Bad Brown<br />
Bill. Where did it all begin?<br />
My career? Well since you ask and<br />
copy space is not an issue, I was a<br />
miserable student at university,<br />
studying completely the wrong thing<br />
(economics). But one tutor had a<br />
friend who worked in a children’s<br />
bookshop, so I used to hang around<br />
there looking at books and not<br />
buying any.<br />
After university (which I did finish) I<br />
was painting houses for money.
One house happened to be that of a<br />
book publisher. I showed him my<br />
‘portfolio’.<br />
It was a totally unprofessional bunch<br />
of scraps – a collection of cartoons<br />
and odd and ends, some of them<br />
drawn on uni folder dividers. He gave<br />
me a book to illustrate, amazingly.<br />
This is a fine example of serendipity.<br />
The book was The Oozlum Bird by<br />
W.T.Goodge. It was not published<br />
due to my own utter ignorance. For<br />
example, I drew the pictures on heavy<br />
board, being ignorant of the drum<br />
scanning technology of the day.<br />
Also, I was vague about page<br />
numbers, so I did 24 double spreads<br />
as opposed to the required 24 single<br />
pages. (In my defence the publisher<br />
did not supply a contract, or even a<br />
letter of agreement).<br />
However, I lugged this bunch of<br />
heavy boards around until I got some<br />
more work, illustrating three Blinky<br />
Bill books for Angus and Robertson.<br />
The Oath emerged while I was doing<br />
the second Blinky Bill book, I think.<br />
Was the process smooth or difficult?<br />
The writing of The Oath and making<br />
the dummy, and later the finished art<br />
were all pretty easy and enjoyable.<br />
What challenges did you face and<br />
overcome, if there were any at all?<br />
Finding a publisher was much harder.<br />
Eventually someone was bold enough<br />
to spend money publishing a book<br />
by an unknown author/illustrator with<br />
overly long hair.<br />
Mind you, back in the 1970’s there<br />
weren’t as many books being made,<br />
so there was less competition.<br />
I can thank Ron Brooks for sending<br />
me to the people who did publish it.<br />
(Thomas Nelson Australia)
The old slab hut, 44 years after I did some of the early work<br />
on the book. It has aged since then, with many slabs missing.<br />
It sits on a piece of raggedy bush between Uralla and Barraba.<br />
Some friends and I bought it in our early twenties. The<br />
property is being used by the next generation now. It’s a kind<br />
of bush fairy story. Two of the originals, both my best friends<br />
(if you can have two), have their ashes scattered there now.<br />
Both were artists; one being Kim Gamble of Tashi fame.<br />
“But sometimes, in the dead of night …"
The rhyming is quite outstanding.<br />
How long did it take to get the<br />
rhythm and the meter right? Were<br />
there lines that took a long time to<br />
get right or did the whole poem just<br />
flow? Which are your favourite lines?<br />
Luckily the rhyming and meter came<br />
quite easily. I have a love of words<br />
and could remember a lot of them, in<br />
those days. Also, I had been reading a<br />
lot of the Australian ballad writers<br />
like Banjo Patterson.<br />
I do remember being quite pleased<br />
with “turned his teeth to toast”<br />
That is my fav too. Tell us Bad Brown<br />
Bill. Was his physique modelled on<br />
someone you knew or wished you<br />
didn’t? Were you drawn to<br />
bushrangers with beer guts?<br />
Beer gut!? That’s solid muscle, beg<br />
your pardon!<br />
I think I just enjoyed drawing<br />
ratbaggy figures. Pirates would have<br />
done just as well, but I had spent<br />
time in the bush where Captain<br />
Thunderbolt used to ‘work’ and was<br />
inspired by him, and the landscape of<br />
the New England Tablelands.<br />
All those lovely giant granite<br />
boulders! I like ratbaggy types<br />
because I’m not one, but would<br />
secretly love to have a ratbaggy<br />
fortnight or two, one day.<br />
Was research important in this book<br />
or did impede the creative flow?<br />
Oh, research can never impede! It is<br />
half the fun. Research enriches<br />
pictures and stories, giving your ideas<br />
more substance, and creating brand<br />
new ideas.<br />
Also, it is a wonderful way of<br />
procrastinating without full blown<br />
anxiety or guilt.<br />
Why do you think The Oath of Bad<br />
Brown Bill is still popular today?<br />
Mostly because people remember it<br />
fondly from their own childhoods, or<br />
reading it to their children.<br />
I hear from people now who are<br />
reading it to their grand-children. It’s<br />
an old, old book. (I wonder who that<br />
could be ;)<br />
What new projects are you working<br />
on now?<br />
I am working on a graphic novel set<br />
in a medieval village in France. Also I<br />
am sculpting figures - art dolls they<br />
are called.<br />
This involves sewing, or used to, until<br />
I found hot glue guns. I have some<br />
minor burns now, but no more<br />
needle stab wounds.
Stephen’s daughter, Lauren, in his hat at the<br />
original OoBBB table. She could have been an artist<br />
if she wanted to, but has chosen to help people in a<br />
more direct way, as a counselling psychologist.<br />
How has The Oath of Bad Brown<br />
Bill helped you?<br />
The Oath made me think that I could<br />
make a career in making books for<br />
children. I was untrained and selftaught,<br />
and very unsure about<br />
whether I had the right stuff to be<br />
illustrator and writer.<br />
The relative success (relative to some<br />
multi-story treehouses, for example)<br />
of The Oath gave me the confidence<br />
to continue.<br />
Random Questions all Interviewers<br />
should Inflict on Interviewees :<br />
Favourite planet and why?<br />
That would have to be the one I’m<br />
sitting on right now (Earth, by the<br />
way). It’s the only one I can nap on.<br />
Are you supported by a pet, and if so<br />
what kind and what is its name?<br />
I am supported by Waldo, a very old<br />
dog, going deaf and blind but his<br />
nose and tummy work fine.
Apples or oranges? What’s your favourite snack fruit?<br />
Figs.<br />
If you could be president or Prime Minister for the day what one thing would<br />
you do or change?<br />
I would make myself taller. Can presidents do that, or just fairy godmothers?<br />
PLUG!!!<br />
I have another bushranger story, a graphic novel, called The Nelly Gang (Walker<br />
Books Australia) and it is still in print.<br />
Check out The Nelly Gang Here
eviously, unpublished illustration and verse from the Oath of Bad Brown Bill.
Giving And Receiving Feedb<br />
Smart Way
ack The
Giving And Receiving Feedback The<br />
Smart Way<br />
By Nanci Lee Woody<br />
It’s not pleasant hearing your writing doesn’t sit well with a<br />
reader after you’ve spent countless hours - maybe even days,<br />
weeks, possibly years - on the piece.<br />
A publisher or an agent or a member of your writing group<br />
says, “This part of your story isn’t believable.” Or, “Have you<br />
checked your facts? I think the Bay Bridge opened in 1936.” Or,<br />
the worst, “What is it you’re trying to say here?”<br />
After spending seven years researching, interviewing, writing<br />
and re-writing every word of my novel, Tears and Trombones, I thought it was nearly<br />
perfect. I sent it off to a publishing house, envisioning it in the top one hundred at<br />
Amazon.<br />
However, it turned out it wasn’t perfect. The publisher sent it back with a terse letter.<br />
“This story just doesn’t grab me. It needs more narrative. I suggest you read these<br />
novels to get some insight into . . . blah blah blah.”<br />
After I had time to think about it and admit that maybe she was right (my novel did<br />
resemble a stage play), I read her suggested titles. They were not books I would<br />
normally read, but I got the idea.<br />
It wasn’t my nature to go on and on about what kind of house my characters lived<br />
in, how they wore their hair, what they ate, what kind of dog followed them around.<br />
Upon reflection, I thought, “So, what does the dog look like?”
I hoped I had it in me to alter my dialogue-heavy tendencies. I spent another twelve<br />
months going through every page of the book and adding narrative wherever it<br />
would enhance the story.<br />
When I sent the novel to the same publisher the following year, I got not a letter,<br />
but a phone call. “OK. Let’s go with it!” I signed my contract and finally, I was<br />
finished.<br />
Well, as it turned out, not quite. My perfectionist nature (criticism from myself)<br />
forced me to go over every word in the book again, and not just once. Even after<br />
publication, I made changes for the next reprints.<br />
What I’ve painfully learned is, when a writer asks for feedback, she or he must be
open to receive it. It will not all be positive, which is a good thing. Without honest<br />
feedback, how can you improve your work?<br />
The worst response from a writer is a defensive one. Thank your critics for their<br />
insight. When you’ve had a chance to reflect on the criticism, you may or may not<br />
find the suggestions relevant. Some ignorable criticisms I have received include,<br />
“There’s enough sadness in the world, can’t you make your story happier?” or “I got<br />
so mad at your protagonist, I wanted to throw the book across the room.”<br />
You get the idea.<br />
Such criticisms actually make me feel good. I want my readers to have strong<br />
emotions. If they don’t, I think I’ve failed. One of the greatest reviews I ever got is, “I<br />
locked myself in the toilet so I wouldn’t be disturbed. I couldn’t put the book down.”<br />
I spent a few thousand dollars once to attend a four-day workshop in San Francisco<br />
with nine other writers and a well-known editor. He was brutal in his criticism, had
no problem letting his teary-eyed<br />
attendees know they weren’t bestselling<br />
authors like Jennifer Egan, Joyce<br />
Carol Oates or Tobias Wolff, all of<br />
whom had attended his previous<br />
workshops. I felt like a fool for having<br />
paid so much money to be treated like<br />
an unaccomplished novice, to have my<br />
writing flaws spread out on the table in<br />
front of all present.<br />
Yet, when I got over my considerable<br />
anger with Mr. Head-Chopping Editor, I<br />
remembered his pointed question<br />
about one of my main characters. “You<br />
don’t like this guy at all, do you?” He<br />
hit on something important I had<br />
missed. I had written the perfect<br />
caricature of a drunken, cruel father.<br />
The next few months I spent going over<br />
every father scene in the book, adding<br />
new chapters to make him multidimensional.<br />
Nobody, it is said, is all<br />
bad, though this father is still not<br />
lovable.<br />
Mr. Expensive Editor didn’t like my love<br />
scenes, either. As he so crudely put it,<br />
“These wouldn’t make any reader hard<br />
or wet.” I’m quite sure you would find a<br />
better way to convey that sentiment,<br />
yet I did work over all the romantic<br />
encounters and I’m proud to say that<br />
now . . .<br />
So, while my costly San Francisco<br />
workshop was painful at times, my<br />
novel was better after it than before.<br />
Still, I think the most constructive<br />
feedback is given with positive<br />
comments first, followed by a carefully<br />
worded, thoughtful, non-hurtful<br />
critique. Imagine yourself on the<br />
receiving end.<br />
Giving criticism requires thought and<br />
compassion. Receiving it requires little<br />
of you other than a thick skin. Here’s<br />
what I’ve learned.<br />
1) Consider carefully the source. Not<br />
every reader wants you to succeed.<br />
2) Do not defend your writing or make<br />
excuses.<br />
3) Listen carefully with an open mind.<br />
4) Solicit feedback from people who are<br />
familiar with your genre.<br />
5) Make changes where you think the<br />
critic’s suggestions will improve your<br />
work. Ignore the others.<br />
6) Pay close attention to comments<br />
about historical inaccuracy.<br />
7) If you are criticized for grammar or<br />
spelling, you haven’t done your job.<br />
And finally, remember that nobody<br />
knows what needs to be said better<br />
than you. Also, remember that<br />
sometimes we, as writers, are so<br />
familiar with our story that we fail to
see the holes in it. Be thankful when someone else<br />
sees them before you send it off for publication.<br />
A footnote to the story is that Tears and<br />
Trombones, my tale of a boy’s struggle to<br />
overcome his boozy father’s cruelty to become a<br />
classical musician, went on after publication to<br />
win an IPPY (Independent Publishers) medal for<br />
“Best Fiction in the Western Pacific Region,” and<br />
got a 5-star review and a silver medal from<br />
“Readers Favorites.”<br />
In my acknowledgements, I thanked the people<br />
who read and offered suggestions for<br />
improvement. There were a lot of them.<br />
You can discover more about Nanci Lee Woody<br />
on her website - Nanci Lee Woody and on<br />
Nature
vs. Nurture: Ten Signposts to<br />
Guide the Artistic Life
Nature vs. Nurture: Ten Signposts to<br />
Guide the Artistic Life<br />
by Audrey Kalman<br />
I recently watched the<br />
documentary “Hearing<br />
is Believing” about<br />
musical prodigy Rachel<br />
Flowers. Her story is amazing.<br />
Accomplishments that would take<br />
ordinary mortals years - like<br />
mastering jazz flute or rock guitar -<br />
took her months. Her ability to play<br />
at the top level in multiple musical<br />
genres, on multiple instruments, is<br />
astounding.<br />
But as I watched, I began wondering<br />
what feelings her story might evoke<br />
in a mere mortal musician. Maybe the<br />
urge to throw her instrument across<br />
the room and give up.<br />
Rachel Flowers highlights an ongoing<br />
debate evident in many professions<br />
but particularly pernicious in the arts:<br />
is success born of native talent or<br />
hard work?<br />
We call a musician “brilliant” or say a<br />
writer has a “way with words” or<br />
praise a painter’s “artistic gift.” At the<br />
same time, we urge aspiring artists to<br />
practice, telling them that getting<br />
good at something is 99 percent<br />
effort and hard work.<br />
Well, which is it? Both.<br />
Most people don’t have what Rachel<br />
Flowers has. I certainly don’t. If you’re<br />
one of the lucky few, you can stop<br />
reading right now. But there’s hope<br />
for those of us who come to our art<br />
with only a love of craft, a small<br />
measure of aptitude, and a whole lot<br />
of dedication.<br />
I’ve been writing for nearly 50 years<br />
(yes, I started as soon as I could hold<br />
a pencil). I’ve gone through many<br />
overlapping phases in my journey to<br />
becoming a writer, which may be<br />
instructive for anyone who doesn’t<br />
possess a freakish gift and wants to<br />
know what that road of hard work<br />
might look like.
Absorption. Age two (or whenever my parents began reading to me) to<br />
present. I can’t remember a day in my life when I haven’t been reading a<br />
novel. Stephen King confirms the necessity of reading in his famous book<br />
on writing, On Writing, which begins “If you want to be a writer, you must<br />
do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot.” For musicians, the<br />
equivalent is listening to music; for artists, studying art.<br />
Blatant plagiarism. Age seven. I was obsessed with horses and stories about<br />
horses. I wrote a story about a girl who lived on a ranch and defied her<br />
parents to train a spirited horse. Oh, wait… that’s My Friend Flicka. If<br />
imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, it’s also the easiest way to learn<br />
from a master.
Practice, practice, and more practice. Age seven to present. I wrote many<br />
more plagiarized stories. I began writing original stories. I wrote horrendous<br />
poems and eventually passably good ones. I wrote four novels, all of which<br />
are in drawers where they belong. Eventually I wrote two that were<br />
publishable. Much of what I write today I still consider practice.<br />
Dogged adherence to rules. Ages 18 to 25. I had a charismatic college English<br />
teacher who excoriated his students for using the verb “to be.” He was<br />
merely trying to encourage us to use more vigorous verbs and to avoid the<br />
passive voice. However, I<br />
followed his advice so literally<br />
that for years my writing sounded<br />
stilted and convoluted. Finally, I<br />
realized that “is” and “was” are<br />
not evil spawn of the devil but<br />
functional words when used<br />
judiciously. Still, that period of<br />
single-minded rule-adherence<br />
made me a better writer. Learn<br />
the rules of your craft, make them<br />
your own, and then let them go.
Formal training. Age 18 to present. After<br />
getting a bachelor’s degree in creative<br />
writing and a master’s degree in journalism, I<br />
left formal training aside until I got serious<br />
about novel writing. Recently I’ve attended<br />
workshops and writing conferences, proving<br />
that it’s never too late to learn. If you can’t<br />
enroll in a full-length program, there are<br />
many online classes and even one-hour<br />
Webinars that can help you hone your craft.<br />
Listening to criticism. Age 18 to present. I<br />
began working on this in college. After<br />
learned not to curl into a ball and die every<br />
time someone commented on my writing, I<br />
learned how (usually) to sort out what<br />
advice I should act on and what I can ignore.<br />
No matter what, I always listen. This is a skill<br />
like any other. Develop it.
Discovery of a unique voice. Age<br />
39. Hallelujah! Writing my novel<br />
Dance of Souls was the first time I<br />
felt like the words on the page<br />
truly came from me, not from<br />
some concept of what I thought a<br />
writer of literary fiction should<br />
sound like. Be patient. This takes<br />
time.<br />
Internalizing craft. Age 50 to<br />
present. In the last few years,<br />
writing has come to feel like<br />
driving a car. I can execute the<br />
mechanics without conscious<br />
thought, which leaves me free to<br />
look at the road ahead, plan my<br />
journey, and navigate to new<br />
places. Again: practice.<br />
Teaching others. Age 50 to present.<br />
Recently I’ve begun to teach<br />
others, both through editing and<br />
through a workshop I’m creating<br />
with a long-time friend and<br />
fellow writer. Not everyone can<br />
teach formally, but even<br />
exchanging editing services with<br />
a fellow writer teaches you things<br />
you can’t learn just by looking at<br />
your own work.<br />
Always returning to the work. Every<br />
day. I’ve kept a journal since I was<br />
12 and have written nearly every<br />
day since then—sometimes<br />
formally, sometimes just notes to<br />
myself. Do I write a lot of crap?<br />
Sure. But that doesn’t stop me<br />
from going back to write the next<br />
day. When you’re not born<br />
perfect, you need to look at<br />
creation as a process—and<br />
practice self-forgiveness.
Even after a lifetime of commitment, I realize I’ll never be the Rachel Flowers of<br />
writing. But I love what I do and I’ve gotten better at it. And that’s all any artist<br />
can ask.<br />
Audrey Kalman writes literary fiction with a dark edge, often about what goes<br />
awry when human connection is missing from our lives. She is the author of two<br />
novels: What Remains Unsaid (Sand Hill Review Press, 2017) and Dance of Souls<br />
(2011) as well as numerous short stories.<br />
She lives in northern California with her husband, two children, and two cats,<br />
and is working on another novel. Find out more at her website - Audrey Kalman<br />
and on Facebook. You can also follow her on Twitter - @audreykalman
A
uthors, Do You Need a Rest<br />
from Social Media?
Authors, Do You Need a Rest from Social Media?<br />
Authors, whether you like it or not,<br />
posting, tweeting and sharing<br />
content is an integral part of your<br />
marketing and promotion efforts.<br />
And, while there are many automated<br />
platforms you are still required to<br />
manually create the post, add the<br />
image and then schedule it.<br />
This is great if you are away on<br />
holidays, and you want your social<br />
media to continue to work for you,<br />
but when does it stop?<br />
The effort alone can take hours of<br />
your time. Time that could be spent<br />
writing, drinking coffee and, well,<br />
doing just about anything that is<br />
more interesting.<br />
How long is too long on Social<br />
Media?<br />
Many authors have been sharing and<br />
posting about their books for years.<br />
They have been creating hundreds, if<br />
not thousands, of posts promoting in<br />
an effort to sell copies.<br />
But, where does it end?<br />
Where does it stop?<br />
What happens if you need to step<br />
away from your computer for a long<br />
time? What then?<br />
What Happens When You Stop<br />
Posting and Sharing on Social<br />
Media?<br />
Have you ever stopped posting and<br />
sharing on social media?<br />
Have you noticed what happens?<br />
Nothing – everything stops.<br />
Within a few days your analytics<br />
begin to drop off. Your post shares<br />
and likes slowly diminish, and you<br />
stop getting followers.
After a few weeks it is as if you<br />
haven’t existed at all.<br />
How depressing is that?<br />
All that time spent on promoting<br />
your fabulous book and it disappears<br />
quickly.<br />
What Content Does Last Online?<br />
However, there are posts you can<br />
create online which will last, and can<br />
be shared on a regular basis.<br />
Blog posts and articles published on<br />
your website live forever.<br />
automatically saving you a lot of<br />
work.<br />
So, the question is:<br />
Authors, why are you wasting your<br />
time posting on social media when<br />
you should be creating compelling<br />
content that has the potential to live<br />
forever and attract readers to your<br />
site?<br />
This article was gratefully borrowed<br />
from, and first appeared on:<br />
Authors, Get Online Fast<br />
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formulated to appeal to search<br />
engines, and which attract your kind<br />
of readers are evergreen.<br />
They can also be reposted using<br />
different WordPress Plugins to all of<br />
your social media platforms
ook of the month
ook of the month<br />
Vasilisa the Wise and Other Tales<br />
of Brave Young Women<br />
This month’s book review is brought to you by<br />
Brydie Wright - Check out Brydie’s work on her<br />
website: www.brydiewright.com<br />
Vasilisa the Wise and Other Tales of Brave<br />
Young Women<br />
Retold by Kate Forsyth and Illustrated by<br />
Lorena Carrington<br />
Published by Serenity Press 2017<br />
Enter a world of faeries, enchantment, mythical creatures and… feminist<br />
heroines? Yes, that’s right. Vasilisa the Wise and Other Tales of Brave Young<br />
Women is not an anthology for fans of the Walt Disney world view.<br />
This is a collection of folklore retellings for those drawn to literary fairy tales.<br />
These are origin stories, handed down orally from mother to daughter, then<br />
recorded in print by scribes, the most famous of which were the Brothers<br />
Grimm.<br />
This book is a visual treat as much as it is an engrossing read. The look and the<br />
feel of the hard cover is a sensory experience that beckons the reader to<br />
discover the treasures within.<br />
We have the magical union of storyteller Kate Forsyth, artist Lorena Carrington<br />
and Serenity Press, to thank for this special publication. It brings the feminist<br />
origins of long-forgotten fairy tales, from all over the world, to life.<br />
The Vasilisa collection includes seven legends, alternatively chosen by Kate<br />
Forsyth, PhD in Fairy Tale Studies and Carrington, photographic artist and<br />
illustrator. I loved this approach. I knew I would be rewarded at the end of each
story with an insight into why the<br />
story was chosen, and how the<br />
photographically composed<br />
illustrations were brought to life. You<br />
get a sense of Forsyth and<br />
Carrington’s passion for folklore and<br />
it’s contagious.<br />
All the stories are well-written,<br />
engaging and surprising, with strong<br />
young heroines who save themselves,<br />
against impossible odds.<br />
Fairy tales were originally told orally<br />
for daughters transitioning from<br />
girlhood to womanhood and it is<br />
wonderful to read and celebrate<br />
female-focussed coming of age<br />
stories.<br />
The reading age for this collection is<br />
wide and I would suggest it is a book<br />
young women and mothers could<br />
enjoy equally, with positive messages<br />
of taking charge of your own destiny.<br />
There is no reason why, however,<br />
male readers would not also<br />
appreciate these universal tales of<br />
triumph over adversity.<br />
Every reader will have their favourites<br />
and mine were The Singing,<br />
Springing Lark, a clever variation on<br />
the Beauty and the Beast story and<br />
Vasilisa the Wise, a fairy tale of<br />
Russian origin, which has captivated<br />
me since childhood.<br />
The combination of the macabre<br />
and the wonderous in these, and all<br />
the retellings in the anthology, sum<br />
up the appeal of the genre. Where<br />
there is darkness there is light and<br />
where there is adversity, there is a<br />
strong woman.<br />
By clicking on the links and the images in this magazine you can purchase<br />
your own copy. Doing so will help support enthralled magazine via our<br />
affiliate links. Thank you.
poetry
poetry<br />
I lost my father when I was fairly young just a ten-year-old little boy,<br />
But I had to tell the world his story about how he filled my heart with so<br />
much joy.<br />
We used to go to the creek together and one time we found a small island<br />
in the stream,<br />
We came back the very next day and he had left a 20-dollar bill laying<br />
there to surprise me.<br />
From that day on we called that spot Treasure Island and we used to go<br />
on adventures there all the time,<br />
No one will ever mean more to me than he did in my eyes.<br />
He taught me how to do front handsprings, he got me lifting weights,<br />
He showed me how to throw a rock and make it skip across the lake.<br />
I used to always look up to him, I thought he was the greatest man alive,<br />
But when he left this world there was nothing I could do for months, but<br />
cry.<br />
For years after his death, I looked for a father figure to follow, but no one<br />
could ever take his place of being my role model.<br />
He never got to live to see the day when I became a man, but I promise<br />
that because of him I will always try to be the best I can.<br />
One day I will have a son to take to Treasure Island in the sand, just like<br />
him and I did when I used to have a dad.<br />
Copyright 2018 by Giordano R. Lavoratore . All Rights Reserved
I’m just sitting here thinking about my past and it’s draining my entire soul...<br />
I never thought I’d make it out<br />
Much less attain a goal...<br />
The sky’s the limit<br />
Let me fly away<br />
You can’t stop me now<br />
Goodbyes are just hellos to me<br />
So let me take a bow...<br />
I don’t need a big stage<br />
Or a bright marquee<br />
All I need right now<br />
Is simply just me<br />
And that’s free...<br />
No chargebacks or deliveries<br />
No hassle stress or pain<br />
I’ve seen it all<br />
No thanks you all<br />
There is no loss just gain...<br />
Copyright 2018 by Susan Segovia-Munoz. All Rights Reserved
Tree-walk by Michelle Wanasundera<br />
Today I’m perched on a bough of a tree,<br />
my legs hanging and dangling free.<br />
I hear my friends happy laughs far down,<br />
a dog ruff-ruffing, lawns being mown.<br />
I inch along the tree’s bendy arm,<br />
all sound fades, but for a cockatoo’s alarm.<br />
Creeping deeper under its canopy,<br />
the only sound now - lovely leaves rustling.<br />
Finally at the trunk, warm, smooth and strong,<br />
it seems to hug my back, murmuring a sleepy song.<br />
It’s then I melt into its comfy embrace.<br />
The world is silent — until my heart starts to race!<br />
My arms slide easily into the branch’s sleeves!<br />
My toes into the roots, my hair a pile of leaves!
Hoping no one sees, I try a few sneaky steps,<br />
then shake my lanky limbs with a playful flex.<br />
Soon a boy stops frozen in his tracks,<br />
oops I’m spotted! Now there’s no going back.<br />
One by one the kids stop their skips and runs,<br />
excited faces saying, ‘This will be fun!’<br />
They reach up and they jump, they clamber and they climb,<br />
swinging like monkeys, having the best time!<br />
I can feel their beating hearts, see their eyes pop wide,<br />
it’s so much fun to take them all for a ride!<br />
Gleaming in the sun I spot a puddle up ahead,<br />
should I go around it or jump in it instead?<br />
There’s squeals of delight on this super hot day,<br />
SPLASHING in the puddle, showering cool spray!
Wow these kids are heavy, I stop for a rest,<br />
when a magpie thinks my hair is the perfect nest!<br />
Catching my breath I see the kids crouching low.<br />
Ah ha! They’ve found my secret hidden hollow!<br />
Knobbly and gnarly, and fairy-like inside,<br />
an enchanting place for little kids to hide.<br />
A perfectly cute and cosy little nook —<br />
for parties or plottings, or to curl up with a book.<br />
Hold tight everyone for another tree-walk!<br />
Happy squeal, squeal, squeal! Happy squawk, squawk, squawk!<br />
While all of us are having a day filled with wonder,<br />
our Mum’s and Dad’s hear a sort of distant thunder.<br />
The mysterious rumbling on this cloudless day,<br />
was really me jumping and stomping while we play.<br />
Yes at the back of the park away from view,<br />
the grownups don’t have the slightest clue!
They sometimes miss the magic we can see and hear,<br />
but soon they’ll worry because we’ve disappeared!<br />
Then from afar, we hear a well-known shout,<br />
as one by one all of our names are called out!<br />
Time to let my friends climb down to the ground,<br />
then slip from the trunk without making a sound.<br />
Next I’m skipping home, happy with my friends,<br />
all keeping the secret till I tree-walk again!<br />
Michelle Wanasundera<br />
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