On August 24th 2022, a very special moment occured on a very special night. Myself and my fellow writer Christine Betts were hosting our first Write & Sip fundraising event for Gold Coast Writers' Association at Whisky Lounge Mudgeeraba. Our writing comrades Kellie and Selena were also in attendance. During the evening, we learned that… Continue reading Stormcrow Silver: Vicious and Ambitious
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Reflections: A Finalist in the Wild Atlantic Writing Awards
On December 6th, I received an email from Ireland Writing Retreat that I had been selected as a finalist in the Wild Atlantic Writing Awards in the Flash Fiction category for my entry 'Reflections'. This was a nice little milestone to sneak in before the year's end, and I have certainly started 2023 on a… Continue reading Reflections: A Finalist in the Wild Atlantic Writing Awards
President
On Saturday, I became the President of the Gold Coast Writer’s Association. The Gold Coast Writer’s Association (or GCWA for short) is a not-for-profit organisation whose mission is to encourage and support writers from all genres, age groups, and levels of experience, to grow, learn, and excel in their craft. I attended my first GCWA meeting back… Continue reading President
Thirty-Three: My Jesus Year Commences
A week ago today I turned thirty-three. According to Urban Dictionary, the thirty-third year of your life is where you are reborn in some sense. Perhaps a mid (or slightly-more-than-a-quarter)-life crisis, perhaps an ego death, perhaps the year where you abandon old ways and start new .... or perhaps you were affixed to a cross and… Continue reading Thirty-Three: My Jesus Year Commences
Writing What My Soul Needs Right Now
I admit I had a bit of a meltdown last night. I live in Tweed Heads, in the Norther Rivers region on the Far North Coast of New South Wales in Australia. Tweed Heads is right on the border with Queensland. The suburb of Coolangatta is on the Queensland side, and our two suburbs are… Continue reading Writing What My Soul Needs Right Now
Heartlines
'Just keep following the heartlines on your hand'. A few years ago I stumbled across a piece of writing from the New York Times called 'Musicians' by David Ackert. I have carried this piece of writing with me since, and it is by far one of the singlemost inspiring texts I have ever read. The… Continue reading Heartlines
Camp NaNo July: Bedouin Boy Pages 13-14
Copyright © Kate Kelsen 2020. All Rights Reserved. Jasem followed the dorm supervisor along the hall, stopping when he stopped outside one of the rooms. The supervisor opened the door and stepped aside to let Jasem in. On the wall nearest the dorm room door was a wardrobe, and then a twin bed, and a… Continue reading Camp NaNo July: Bedouin Boy Pages 13-14
Camp NaNo July: Bedouin Boy Page 12
Copyright © Kate Kelsen 2020. All Rights Reserved From the corner of the room, Omid stood with his arms crossed, his brow furrowed. Jasem sat on the edge of the examination bed across the way, and Ellen stood in front of him. ‘So you’re Caroline’s neighbor?’ Ellen enquired. ‘Yes,’ Omid replied. ‘What treatment has Jasem… Continue reading Camp NaNo July: Bedouin Boy Page 12
Camp NaNo July: Bedouin Boy Pages 10-11
Copyright © Kate Kelsen 2020. All Rights Reserved Six Years Later -1986 ‘The Dead Sea Scrolls, also known as the Qumran Caves Scrolls, are ancient religious manuscripts that were found in the Qumran Caves in the Judean Desert, near Ein Feshkha on the northern shore of the Dead Sea, in the West Bank of Israel. These scrolls… Continue reading Camp NaNo July: Bedouin Boy Pages 10-11
Bedouin Boy: Page 8-9
Copyright © Kate Kelsen 2020 As Halloween approached, Jasem’s classroom came to life. Mrs. Finch stuck eyes on everything, even the tree outside the window. Paper ghosts hung from the ceiling, and there were spooky paper lanterns and scary tissue boxes with sharp teeth. On the classroom door hung a banner with felt letters reading… Continue reading Bedouin Boy: Page 8-9
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