Doom and Revenge
Screech! I slide across the rocky pavement like a rag doll. Rocks in my feathers and blood on my stomach. I’m flailing as I try to stand. He has been…
Read moreScreech! I slide across the rocky pavement like a rag doll. Rocks in my feathers and blood on my stomach. I’m flailing as I try to stand. He has been…
Read more“Fire!” screeched Alexander the XII, the cockatoo leader of the Bush Nut Patrol. “Good shot Bush Nut Patrol!” Alexander the XII was a magnificent cockatoo with a brilliant big, bright…
Read moreIn the Western South Forest there’s a place called Black West. This Kingdom is led by King Isaac, the wedge tailed eagle, known as the greatest wise leader. He led…
Read moreBy Mckenzie, Year 5/6, Bellbird Public School Cassie was rolling around on her skates in the anonymously large city as she spotted a creepy, tight alleyway she had never seen before. Rolling…
Read moreNewcastle Writers Festival would like to acknowledge the Awabakal and Worimi peoples, the Traditional Custodians of the land on which the festival takes place, and recognise their continuing connection to land, water and community. We pay our respects to Elders past, present and emerging and extend this respect to all First Nations people attending our festival.
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