Since I was a boy, I was always fascinated with the weather. I remember playing cricket in the street after school on a hot summer’s afternoon, then suddenly feeling the relief of the cool change wash over me. The ants would scuttle frantically about, seeking shelter before the downpour.
With all new (really old) news theme! G'day Cereal writers and readers! Thanks so much for all of the amazing content you guys send in to keep GC thriving! In addition to some really cool new ideas and formats, you've been sending in some spectacular stories
By Ivor Steven My wounded Dragon, stands so proud His misty eyes, looking up to the clouds Seeing graceful birds flying apart He feels a huge scar close to his heart My Dragon bows, and shakes his beastly head But his enormous tail feels like lead Flapping one wing, then
Thirteen years ago… The dance had not quite concluded when James guided Clara outside into the school grounds. She glanced up into the clear night sky, sparkles sprinkled across its surface. For a moment, she admired its infiniteness and how it witnessed the lives of individuals all around the world.
Darley Street Ep 2 - Your Senses Please - Season Three By Steve Gray The morning air inside Sally’s Bookstore smelled of burnt espresso and desperation. Sally, the shop owner, was currently losing a staring contest with the monthly spreadsheet. Retail was difficult, Rex had just called in sick with ‘chronic
There is something different about your house, about your body... about the garden. Will you enter the shed?
by Brett J Cole Previous episodes The king turned with a swiftness that he regretted, wishing to show no sign of alarm, and he looked this cloaked figure up and down, taking a step back when he realised they were taller. ‘You know who I am,’ the king said, not
A white whale seeks professional help to overcome his blues.
By Denise Main and Ian Chisholm Previous Episodes George stood in front of Eddington’s Exclusive Men’s Wear display window and gazed at his reflection - the grey- streaked beard, shoulders slightly hunched and tufts of greying hair escaping from under his beanie. He compared his reflected image with a
This month’s zine is a special edition for those who observed Halloween AKA Gay Xmas. We have a winner announced from last month’s call for confessions and the 3rd installment of my novel, Up Split Creek. Enjoy Weirdos! Get Tickets Here
by Dorothy Johnston, Ivor Steven, Celeste Blundell-Camden, Phoebe Hancox, Jo Curtain Easter at Waralilly by Dorothy Johnston I write this in anticipation of the guns, the echoing of gunfire off the houses. The reeds around the swamp do not so much give back an echo as bear witness to
by Geelong Cereal Community Please enjoy our biggest collection yet! Many of these pieces featured on air last Friday night at the Geelong Cereal live reading "Smooth Talkers" on the Pulse 94.7FM. Well done everyone! Micro Fiction Randompedia III By Martin Smith Dyslexippus, also known as ‘the