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A very psychedelic impression of conception.

When you think of the word conception, what do you think?

Does your mind become a buzz of plans and plotting? Or does it go to something a little more sexual  in nature? 



  1. The action of conceiving a child or of a child being conceived.
  2. The forming or devising of a plan or idea.

What does this have to do with things today? 

The meaning is twofold. I was in the process of conception myself (haha not the making of a child – that’s just wrong on too many levels to be mentioning that on my blog!) I was referring to some new story ideas, plots and characters coming into existence. I am hoping to share these guys with you at a later date 😀

Then, later after I’d jotted down my new ideas, I was having a read of some of my previously written work and I stumbled across this little gem. It was MEANT to be the opening scene of a story attempt. I even had characters picked out too, but I’ve since decided that those characters will be better suited to something else down the track, and the original story idea has been put on hold – likely indefinitely. After deciding to chuck the story, I entered this as it is, into a competition online. I can’t remember much about the competition now, clearly I didn’t win… one would hope I remember more about a comp if I actually placed right?!

Anyway, this led me to thinking about what it’s like to re-read your work a while after you’ve written it and coming back to it with fresh eyes. I quite like the imagery in this piece, what do you think?


Naked bodies writhing as one, flesh against flesh. Molten desire flows freely from each and every pore, mixing reality with the world of dreams and desires. Fingers trace down a spine, toes curling. Moans mingle together with sighs of ecstasy creating a symphony of pain and pleasure that reverberates around the room.

A tongue wets swollen lips before they enclose around soft flesh, teeth nibbling and tasting. Enjoying the sheer bliss of the closeness of him, she loses control. Can’t get enough of him, her nails run down his naked back, then down his chest. Teeth bite slowly into him. Blood.

Lips caress the soft delicate flesh of her breast, sneaking a taste of her darkened nipple. Fingers exploring her skin, sending shivers racing up her spine. Her hands entwined in his hair, face contorted in pleasure. His lips and hands are bringing her to climax even before the love making has begun. Caressing hands run across her hips, bringing hers to his, becoming one.

His soul is poured into hers. He becomes one being with her, giving her the strength he held within for so many long winters. She takes all he has to give and more, turning him inside out, causing him to feel the most exquisite pleasure and pain in one instant. Moving together, trying to climb inside of her, he pulls her to him, closer. Closer still.

She releases him and he her. Souls beared and weeping, they cling together between the love soaked sheets.

Tell me about what little gems you’ve found when revisiting some of your old work in the comments below.

Writing to explore…

That sounds a glorious adventure doesn’t it? In some ways I suppose it is, but perhaps not in the way you might imagine.

I’m going to share with you all the latest piece of fiction I have written. No, it’s not associated with my current WIP (there will likely be a rant post on that in the coming weeks knowing me!) it’s completely seperate and different.

I will be submitting this piece to my teacher as my first piece of assessment next week (as is – but any comments or suggestions are welcome!) Continue reading

Tough Girl – It’s not a name, it’s a warning!

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3 stars

Synopsis: Danger lurks everywhere in eleven year old Reggie’s world—from the bully next door to the unwanted attentions of a creep at school.  Raised by her mentally ill mother, Reggie is left to fend for herself in a rough neighborhood.  She escapes in daydreams, battling aliens with her alter ego, Tough Girl.

When Reggie’s mother disappears, her fantasy life spirals out of control and starts to invade reality.  She is hunted by a creature of her own design, and even Tough Girl is not strong enough to stop him.

Will Reggie survive long enough for her mother to return, or will her dream world take over?

This book contains adult themes and adult language.

My thoughts: 250 pages. This is a confusing book to read, but it’s not because the book is bad. In fact the book is quite good, but it’s still confusing.

Where to buy: On Amazon in both paperback and on kindle priced from $2.99 the book is also available on Smashwords for $2.99


Bookshelves: indie-review-copies,     twitter-books,     autumn-challenge,     3-star-review,     made-me-think,     wtf-moments-galore

Recommended for:  Anyone willing to give it a try. YA readers.
Read from March 19 to 24, 2013 — I own a copy, read count: 1

I don’t really know what to say about Tough Girl.
I kind of feel like I’ve just woken up from a very bizarre dream, the real and fantasy worlds of Reggie’s blurred considerably. Sometimes it was obvious which was which, other times not so much and that became a little confusing.

The book had me second guessing my instincts about characters, plot and even the ending. It forced me to see things like Reggie, the craziness and the reality all mixed in together, and that made for a bit of a strange read. It won’t be everyone’s cup of tea, it’s far too complex to reach everyone on a real level, but at the same time it’s simplistic.

I’m probably just confusing you all, but that is how I feel right now.

The writing was simple and easy to read, there was some great imagery coupled with real-life teen issues (bullying and the like), but it was coupled with some incredible storytelling. The intricacies of the fantasy world was immense.
Initially it reminded me a little of Tahlia Newland‘s work with the bullying and the alternate realism that occurred, but it wasn’t the same style as Tahlia’s work. This was harsher and in some ways more real, but in others not.

A rather confusing review I think, but sadly, that’s what you’re going to get as that’s how I’m feeling right after reading this one.

A couple of things I noticed:

57% – ‘waived’ shoud be ‘waved’
70% – ‘She could feels (feel) his eyes…’

Also, the PDF version provided for my kindle had some very funky formatting issues, which should not be present when purchasing the book.
**NOTE: I was provided an electronic version of this book in return for an honest review**

Saint Patrick’s Day 2013

Sunday 17th of March 2013, saw me witness my first Saint Patrick’s Day without my grandfather. My beautiful grandfather passed away in November last year and it’s been a tough few months since we had to say our goodbyes. This day, a day usually for celebrating and getting rather inebriated, instead filled my mind with sorrow and fresh pain.

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I’m not this cute when I cry…

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The truth about Coffee…

Yep, that poster is right. This blog is a bullshit free zone.

I can pledge to you all right now, that my reviews are 100% honest. If I didn’t like your book I’ll say so, and I’m not going to sugarcoat it for you. If you can’t handle hearing why I did or DID NOT like your book, don’t put it out there. Don’t type it up, wrap it in a pretty cover and send it sailing out in to the e-reader/reader sphere.

What spurred this you ask?


What is it usually? Someone being immature and childish. Someone taking offence to one of my reviews about their book. No, I won’t name names, some of you will know who it is, others will not. I refuse to give that author more publicity when they can’t handle constructive and non-threatening feedback on their book.

In their defence, they didn’t ask me to review their book. They didn’t give me a copy of it, I paid for it. I handed over my hard-earned cash and spent a few hours of my valuable time reading the book.

The conclusion…

So, to you, my dear followers, and you, the bigger group of authors who may decide to send me your book… be prepared to get the truth from me.

It’s that simple!


The Bad…

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A family of devil ducks

Similarly to the good post I made a while back, I thought I’d highlight some fantastic bad guys I’ve read about and explore why they worked. Do we ever truly like an evil character? Do we draw similarities with these villains or are we secretly living vicariously through them and their exploits? Continue reading