My short story ‘The Headland’ is included in the first edition of the new literary magazine swim meet, a publication featuring fiction, poetry, non fiction and art.
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Announcement: KSP Fellowship Program 2022
I am thrilled to announce that I have been awarded a Fellowship at Katherine Susannah Prichard Writers Centre for 2022.
Top 10 Bookish Hashtags Writers Should Follow
If you’re active on social media, using hashtags is a must in your posts. Hashtags allow you to find content relevant to you, and for other people to find your posts. But which ones are worth including?
How do I run an online writers event?
Events are one of the best ways to promote a new book and build your brand as an author. Online writers events are a great way to access more people and work around border closures.
What does it mean to be a “bestseller”?
How many books do you need to sell to make a bestseller list? And does the title actually mean anything when it comes to marketing your book?
Guts
I grew my hair out all summer so that I could wear it up in a high and slightly off-centre ponytail. Gone was my chin-length bob that framed my round child face, that I was sure made me look chubby. I wasn’t chubby — easy to see that now — but a steady campaign of taunting had made me believe I was. I thought that being fat was the worst thing I could possibly be.
The Farm
My short story ‘The Farm’ is included in the ninth collection of The Wire’s Dream Magazine, a publication featuring fiction, poetry, essays, art and photography from creators around the world.
Read an excerpt here.
Microfiction Challenge Day 2 – Electric
It was forty-three days after she came to be that the first spark began.
Nothing more than a flicker; the sort of thing doctors measure to make blanket statements. Alive. Dead.
She was alive. She was nothing more than a cluster of cells, and on the internet people kept comparing her to food stuffs. Small as a pea. Small as a pomegranate seed. As though I were a farmer of specifically minuscule produce and not a pregnant woman.
Everything Circles Back To This
The following pieces cannot be read in isolation, one after the other. No story is complete without another; no piece acts as a beginning or end point. Readers, like space travellers, must move forward in loops.
Love Story
I woke up in the morning when my Bernese Mountain dog, Humphrey, jumped on my side of the bed. His warm weight pressed against my back and I reached a hand out sleepily to stroke his ears. Harry stirred beside me, rolling onto his back, the filtered light through the thin curtains covering our bedroom window drifting over his bare chest. He smiled as I nestled my head into his shoulder and felt his lips brush my forehead.
Emma Hall Writes 