Narrelle M Harris: writer | editor | songwriter | crafter
Words are like oxygen
This story comes from Clan Destine Press’s 1 June writing prompt. Flotsam ‘It’s not really umber, is it?’ Didi, pressed closed to Galatea’s side, ceased peering at the sea to blink her bemusement at her new companion. ‘Sorry?’ ‘The umber ella. It’s not umber. Perhaps like raw umber, but more like bone. And white, of course.’ Galatea’s dark eyes were […]
» Read moreToday I’m asking GV Pearce 5 questions about their new book! 1. What’s the name of your latest book – and how hard was it to pick a title? The book is called Ghost Story, which is also an accurate description for its contents. There were a few themes so it was a little difficult to choose, but sometimes it’s nice to […]
» Read moreInspired by an Improbable Press prompt! Connectivity I know better. Of course I do. But broke, living in my car, and denied the necessary freedom of internet access for the sixth day running prove too much for my caution. I have job applications to lodge, even with my small hope of success, and no data left on my phone. The […]
» Read moreEscape Publishing has put my wingfic romance ebook, Grounded, on special in Australia and New Zealand for the whole month of June 2020! About Grounded In a world where wings give everyone the freedom to fly, an artist born wingless uses her art to show the winged world the wonder of the ground. But when she meets a recently injured […]
» Read moreThis story was inspired by the 26 May Clandestine Press story prompt. Party Trick “Never have I ever been late for a date!” declared Mira with a grin. Of the four others playing the game, only Alec took a drink with her. “Unholy demon of punctuality,” Daisy said, making a wobbly sign of the cross. “Courtesy costs nothing,” replied Mira […]
» Read moreThe latest book from Improbable Press gives us a piquant blend of love story, character study and spoooookiness. This Holmes/Watson tale has an original contemporary London/York setting and opens with John and Sherlock, married for several months now, on what ought to be a belated honeymoon but which John knows to be a case – a case which Sherlock said […]
» Read moreThis story was prompted by Clan Destine Press Red Letter Day A favourite joke among Melburnians (well, it’s one of many) is that you know you’re Melburnian when you know the difference between street art and graffiti. (Melburnians are smugly pleased with themselves and their city. It’s the city, they say, where you have more prestige as a barista than […]
» Read moreThis tiny piece was for an Improbable Press prompt. Countdown She’s a playful ghost. Can you see me? She likes hide and seek. I’m behiiiiiiiiiiiind you! A shroud-white shape in the shadows. Missed me! She lives in the scar tissue of my heart. Count to one hundred! But her ghost is always there, on the edges of my sight. Eighty […]
» Read moreWritten from the Clan Destine Press prompt. Curtains Tala knows that Dev and Gaz think they’re a couple of comics. Funny enough to be YouTube famous, they think. Next stop, The Comedy Festival! But that ship has sailed, or rather it has sunk, under the leaden weight of jokes about being drunk or high, making fun of people’s accents and […]
» Read moreToday’s story was prompted by Improbable Press. The Thing with Feathers* It’s a con job, this planetfall. We can see the planet through the viewports of course, all shrouded in cloud, and beneath, glimpses of mountains and valleys, and long green plains. Snow-capped poles and blue oceans that look like they’ll team with life. Safe, non-toxic, edible life to eat […]
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