About me
I'm a freelance writer - fiction, nonfiction and anything else that happens to tango its way through my mind. That's for me, and I've won a competition or two, and been published in a range of media. To keep the wolf from the door, I also edit, proofread and write for other people. Love it all. Aren't I lucky?
Six Weeks in Summer – Helen Meikle. Available on Smashwords and Kindle
Monthly Archives: August 2017
Daily prompt: Fun
DAILY PROMPT Rhyme I can do rhyme! How about that? Something I’ve actually realised I’m quite good at. Not that I consider it a talent. It’s more of a knack, the product of happy circumstance – ie, being exposed to … Continue reading
Daily prompt: Magnetic what?
DAILY PROMPT Magnetic So I’m sitting around doing not much while my sister is in hospital – not that I do much when she’s not in hospital, but doing not much in your own house is different from doing it … Continue reading
Daily prompt: It’s cold
DAILY PROMPT Homage Homage O Yea Homage to the Weather Gods! Their timing is immaculate. When I left Sydney after 9 weeks of bullying my sister back to reasonable health, the temperature rose from freezing to not bad for winter, … Continue reading
Daily prompt: Ooze beats fluff
DAILY PROMPT Ooze Today is International Sponge Cake Day. Who’d have thought! Perhaps my ignorance is due to the fact that aside from the goodly ooze of jam and cream, I find sponges about the most boring cakes around. They … Continue reading
Daily prompt: Ah EBay!
DAILY PROMPT Trance EBay sent me a little message, today. Helen, it said, treat Dad with 20% off, and went on to offer me goodies like a treadmill or a multitool + sheath as the perfect Fathers Day gift. This … Continue reading
Daily prompt: The virtues of recitation
DAILY PROMPT Recite When I was in primary school, we recited a lot of thing – times tables, for example; how to parse verbs and nouns; the major rivers of NSW north to south; tables of weights and measures. And … Continue reading
Daily prompt: Thinking
DAILY PROMPT Grainy Someone commented here some time ago now, that I am grainy bread, not white. Not to everyone’s taste. Not ‘normal’, you might say. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be normal. A lot easier, … Continue reading
