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May.21.2013
I’m lucky. I feel lucky today, with sun streaming to one side of me, radiating onto my hand as it meanders across this page, and over my cheek and the slightly exposed skin of my neck. My heavy, dark coat rimmed in faux fur, covers the rest of me and my side bathed by the sun is toasting to slowly...
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May.14.2013
The scent of hyacinth from the windowsill draws down into the pit of my belly and the core of my drained brain begins to lift to wake my senses. I’m standing by my eye into the soul of life and want to trap the scent of the flowers that trails out through a small opening.
It’s through this eye that...
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May.08.2013
Judgement yearns for Empathy, an intense yearning that makes him feel things in his heart and solar plexus that he doesn’t understand, and because of his lack of understanding, he ignores them, discounts them to nothing.
That’s the trouble with Judgement, he rarely thinks beyond what he knows. He...
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May.01.2013
I beat my two organic eggs, fresh from my chooks this morning. I'm grateful for the mundane as my brain runs in overdrive. Strategies to write on how to talk to communities across a 500 kilometre (310 mile) radius and budgets to assign, assignments to mark, getting boy three to karate after...
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Apr.23.2013
My passion is to write for children. I get so much enjoyment from it, sometimes laughing aloud while alone and writing! I enjoy writing this blog too, for it allows me to communicate adult concepts and pushes my writing practice. But essentially, I’m happiest writing for children of between five...
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Apr.16.2013
We all have our own little indulgences, beloved drinks or foods, the yummiest lollies, chocolates, treats or candies. Mine is a bag of mixed sweets dominated by a Caramel Bud, a pot of honey and an old-time favourite, the Chocolate Mate.
My Caramel Bud is full of buttery charm with a determination...
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Apr.09.2013
A leathery-skinned sea cucumber can twist its middle like a liquorice stick and split into two. The two pieces then grow new backs and fronts to become two separate and whole sea cucumbers. They can violently contract their muscles and throw out internal organs through their anus, and regenerate...
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Apr.02.2013
A dot of a tropical island lazes under daylong sunshine within the crystal-clear waters of the Great Barrier Reef, an oasis with perfect daily temperatures of around twenty-nine degrees Celsius (eighty-four degrees Fahrenheit) ... that is, until you’re caught in lashing wind and rain from an ex-...
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Mar.27.2013
Two mothers speak of the friend who has just lost her son in a most senseless act. Eyes brim weepy as a son's life has ended, as a mother's life fades grey.
How does a mother reason with a son gone, a life of future cut short without cause?
Weeps seep from glassy eyes.
The friends lift their...
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Mar.19.2013
Fifteen-year-old son two came home from school yesterday, cornering me in the kitchen as I had just finished work, with his chest out and bag still on his back. He seemed very ready to tell me about school.
‘Hello.’ He kissed me. ‘You’ll never guess what happened today.’ He leaned back against the...
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Mar.12.2013
Beads of sweat trickle in constant stream down the centre of my back as I move into the tram to head home. The doors seal behind me to leave the dry heat and baking tar outside. City pollution can’t linger in this heat - even my eyelashes feel as though they’re melting.
I find a seat towards the...
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Mar.05.2013
We walk to the corner where I know we will part, where you will launch like a new shoot for its own possibilities, 800 kilometres away.
Through the air and across mountains we will trek, for our next enrichment of dinner and wine.
I walk a step in front of you, my head stooped to the dark pavement...
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Feb.26.2013
I’m wearing a new badge of honour. It’s on my deltoid muscle that bulges round as the curve of a mango. I trained and worked hard to earn it and I’m proud to display it. I’ve been told it looks silly, displaying such a tattoo.
It sits in strong contrast against my tanned arm and says, ‘MS 24 HR...
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Feb.18.2013
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I glance everywhere but in the one direction I want to look, that I’m desperate to look in. My eyes ricochet off the cars parked parallel on the roadside, to people clumped in their chatter around me, chatter that I'm lost in.
I look down at the scoria under me and notice my toes curled in my...
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Feb.11.2013
Love is the water of life, jump into this water. ~ Rumi
And do it every day. ~ Moni
Celebrate love on any and all days of the year. Flowers are for today and tomorrow, as are chocolates and champagne, and llamas too.
Receiving gifts and love sentiments on Valentine’s Day is lovely, yet I wonder...
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I'd rather have a life of 'oh wells' over a life of 'what ifs' any day.”
—I Love Melbourne
About moni
I love my boys and my family, and my chooks for their cheeky personalities.
I like to write children's fiction with a message to pass on, and short stories for adults. I practiced as a fine artist many years ago and would like to illustrate my work some day....
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