Rose Lind

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

Stories (16)

16 Stories

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“Our home is our Castle and our Mansion” by Rose Lind

Sensitive data for Australian Aborigines.Suicide.Phenomena **************************************Australia does not have castles, nor have I ever been in a castle. The official date of European occupation occurred on the 26th of January, 1777. The dark history of colonisation started the terror forever placed in the ancestrial genetic memory of all Aboriginal people continuing today.On January 1st, 1901, a group of hairy, long bearded, glim men swelt...

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“Pegs” by Rose Lind

In the basket contained wet red cotton shorts, two black leggings pilling on the crutch, a wool blend navy jumper included in a laundry bag, nickers with various patterns and a pink dressing gown with faded coffee stains and cigarette holes. Each was lifted and left to dry in the Australian winter sun.We had had long, cold nights, westerly winds, and the adaptation was to catch the warmest part of the day and when the sun would air dry the garments.Australia has a unique washing li...

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“Australian Google App.” by Rose Lind

Trigger: bad languageI needed a planned journey today. I was up early and found Google maps. Journey start? 33 Pomegranate Street, Booval. Journey destination? 35980/48 Vulture Street, Southbank. A pink window covered the instructions. I read the window expecting to see scam or span, instead, it was an invitation to try a new and experimental Google Australian Maps App. I had dressed and drank a cup of coffee. I checked the time, 11.01, I had an hour bef...

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“Dick and Dora” by Rose Lind

Warning Sensitive information, sexual references, physical abuse, subtle question defaming racismI would like to tell you an elementary reading book I and others learnt how to read, in grade one, Australian primary school, over 50 years ago.Dick, the boy, and Dora, the girl, mostly ran, and Nick, their dog, mostly fetched their ball.****************************************See Dick run. See Dora run. See Dora throw the ball. See Nick run. See Nick fetch the ball.I was four ...

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“The cat blinked.” by Rose Lind

To imply the word "facade" means cultural control. It means the ball of twine is tangled and dirty, and the culture wants to blame the cat for the abhorrent mess. The cats of the world are the most obvious blame, aren't they? So let the yod, or the finger of God, squarely point at the stereotype, the cat! The weak, the coward, choose not the internal journey of teasing out the dried leaves, spider webs, mud, and/or exc...

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“Arachnophobia ” by Rose Lind

It was a long time ago. I think the Australian Southern Cross is good at yoga, taking eight legs and pressing two legs at each corner of the perimeter of imaginary square forming a stick and hook like cross. It's body having yellow curved stripes, probably to warn off predators and its orb with gossamer stretching out to a post in the group carport, whilst other supporting threads catch the clothes line and if not carefu...

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“Raw” by Rose Lind

Warning bad language, sexual violence whilst under the influence ofvwine with a lined stomach.The full moon is such a dreary thing. It's in capricorn tomorrow! My son is capricorn so I affiliate with that but not the full moon! So get dressed in your gowns with hoods! Me I just know it is the womb about to menstruate.im not concerned with punctuation, spelling or anything! And I'm putting in another exclamation no editing because it is so.A long time ago I was born. I had the planets tell me ...

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“The Bird family welfare check.” by Rose Lind

Today, as I trudge up the slant of a hill, I thought my usual thought. I was wondering if the Australian winter sun was merely an old Art Deco lamp, projecting dwindling shapes of coloured light onto the damp, decaying leaves and frost bitten long grass under my boots. The dregs of the Snowy Mountain's iced wind, unwelcomed by us Queenslanders, had once again whistled not only thru the August Brisbane Ekka show, but onto my exposed kidneys. I was wearing a singlet but that wasn't enough protection, so I pulled my bright orange vest tight ...

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“Curiosity shop” by Rose Lind

Happy New Year, Easter, Mother's Day, Merry Christmas! It's too fast, too fast! I'm so busy, busy, busy! We had many last minute rush orders to complete this last week and we are almost done, Thank Heavens. So many times I had to borrow time to consciously breath before I could see the walls ! True story!I will be finishing work normal time this afternoon and plan to do Christmas present shopping! Yes, I could easily try the Net, you know scrolling with my feet up, tasting a chilled glass of win...

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“Share dreams” by Rose Lind

My life had gone random again! Over the last two years the Covid crisis had changed my job hours and placed me, along with seventy percent of the population, in a work-from-home environment. I learnt, most times, to expect the unexpected and had adopted two pets - family - for company: Judah, a bulky Fox Terrier; and Amelia, a Moggy cat, with half her tail missing. Sometimes work would ...

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“Australian storm” by Rose Lind

Victoria 510 new cases! New South Wales 1248 new cases! Queensland no new cases! Sweet! The trees stood tall and did not blow breeze this afternoon; to me, they do that when expecting rain. I love walking along a dirt bush path in stillness of something like a grove. I wondered, as I looked at the sky? There was a a white wadding of clouds on t...

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“Never ever never” by Rose Lind

Too much had happened in my life. In my school days we had to during religion studies ponder on the statement, 'No person is an island". In truth it was "No man is an island" But that is sexist. In my youth He meant He and She, as did Man mean any Human being. It's confusing, you know, but misogyny does not allow any sort of questions unless, of course, the questions are asked by important people, usually men... So I'm sitting looking at the metaphor. My comprehension was not so good in primary school but imp...

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“My Soulmate” by Rose Lind

You can't look for a sign, it doesn't happen like that! The candle flame extended and cracked like a whip. It all seemed coincidental to Etta. She was not a believer in tarot cards. Her friend Emily had dragged her into this! "Just sit with me as I talk to the online card reader", she said! "Nothing more" she said! The surprise Emily had was she had secretly paid for Etta to have a card reading too! It was a belated birthday gift. The card reader was in on it too! Knowing she had a skeptical client she started the reading. All...

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“Human nature” by Rose Lind

Human nature is the Atlantic Ocean! That was the opening sentence to Carrie's unapologetic public speaking exam for English class. She continued, "Location, Location right?" She tapped her keyboard. A very quick card fall of pictures showed poignant parts in recent history, like the Trade towers falling, war in Afghanistan, riots, Donald Trump, pandemic, immunisation etc. Yes Yes we are the Atlantic Ocean...

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“Mirror MIRROR” by Rose Lind

Lydia Googled it one day out of curiosity: Lifeline was founded in Sydney, New South Wales, in 1963 by the late Sir Alan Walker after a call from a distressed man who three days later took his own life. Determined not to let loneliness, isolation and anxiety be the cause of other deaths, Walker launched a crisis (telephone) line which initially operated out of the Methodist Central Mission (Wikipedia).Today, Lydia was there in one of their thrift shops searching for a mirror that would suit her bedroom. Her budget allowed her ...

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Author bio

Im not in hurry. I would like to write an anthology of short Australian stories. Part of my plan is to write short stories on here till one day I have a whole heap to throw at an editor when i can afford that. My early writing life was nurtured by two teachers at the high school i attended. I was published when told to only write what i knew. I have done that all my life, wrote Australian stories. Tell me if you feel Australia in the stories I write. Ty 💗