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    The Prevailing Wind

    By Anna Spargo-Ryan

    The day rose fast and hot. We walked down to the river and Jemima showed me how to catch a yabby in a stocking. Digby came with us to the market at the edge of town and we bought grapefruits the size of our heads, and Jemima hacked them open with a tiny silver knife and sprinkled them with sugar from her pocket. The road burned. Digby pulled on his rope and Jemima yanked him back, but he pulled free and disappeared down the lane and around the corner.

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    Write stories, tell tales

    By Lucy Faerber

    Fly away to bali, read Australian books, get some cash for your writing

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    To Name Those Lost — ExtractChapter 1

    By Rohan Wilson

    At Seizure, we really admired his Vogel’s award winning first novel, The Roving Party, and so are delighted to present an extract from Rohan Wilson’s new novel, To Name Those Lost. 

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    No God But God

    By Luke Carman

    My fire boy’s face is shaped by clumped clay in the 3D prints his mother hung on the feature wall above the television. He’s a three-year-old boy and heavy enough to hurt when he leaps up onto my lap and squeals in his whistle-high voice, ‘Daddy Pirate! There’s a booger in my nose!’

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    It Starts With a Short Sentence. What Happens Next Will Amaze You.

    By Rory Kennett-Lister

    It looks like any other article. What it really is will blow you away.

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    New Year, New some of youIt's January 2015 and the robots have not taken over. Be grateful.

    By Lucy Faerber

    Resolutions from the smarter set, lessons from writers and opportunities for January and February. Welcome back to Round Up!

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    Holiday Highlights(Gone Fishin'!)

    We are taking a short break and will be back in early January. In the meantime, here’s some highlights from this year, as selected by the Seizure crew.

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    The Bishop

    By Jessica Yu

    Mr Bishop’s face was the colour of raw meat and his hair, which he tried to comb across his head, resembled the fluff of newborn chickens. Not a prepossessing face. But he was tall. And broad. He was thirty when I met him but even then he carried a precocious middle-aged paunch around his waist. He wore the same suit to class every day in the colder months and in the warmer months he wore a hat which made whole classrooms of students hum the Indiana Jones tune when they heard his footsteps at the door.

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    Be(wilder)

    By Harriet McInerney

    She looked strangely similar to me – she’d the same dark kind of hair that fluffed into the air, the same bony knees and thick thighs. Long before we met people would ask if I had a twin. (She the same, I later learnt.) And then we met and got on so well: ‘peas in a pod’.

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    Agony Aunt – Self-Published SantaYuletide Protocol

    By The Agony Aunt

    Dear Agony Aunt,

     

    Can I give my book as a Christmas gift to family and friends?

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    The best way to spread Christmas cheerA holiday season special!

    By Lucy Faerber

    Jingle bells, batman smells, buy some books for the people who claim to love you.

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    The Decision

    By Hazel Smith

    A decision had to be made, and because he was very old she felt she had to make it for him. There was a diagnosis that was irrefutable. There were pressures for and against: if he did not have the operation it was certain death, but that death would probably be slow, he might live for many more months, even years. If he had the operation he might recover and live a great deal longer, but it was a risk because of his age.

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    Hairy LegsEpistles at Dawn

    By Mark Riboldi

    In our latest round of ‘Epistles at Dawn’, Mark Riboldi respond’s to Elizabeth Allen’s nudity. And how!

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    Coming Apart

    By Su Reid

    ‘Seven, eight, nine,’ he mouthed silently. From the first time he laid his hand to it, he had been counting himself off. ‘Forty-one. Forty-two.’ It wasn’t a race. It wasn’t a competition. It wasn’t even obsessive compulsive; it was just what he did – like having a storyline that accompanied the act.

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    DisclosureEpistles at Dawn

    By Elizabeth Allen

    Caution: contains nudity

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