The Underdog


She wandered around
Searching for a pupil the other teachers
Couldn’t find.
She asked the previous student to find their classmate.
They refused.
They always refused.

Following a schedule that was now inaccurate
She passed rooms of pupils
Who stared out and laughed behind their hands
Or gawked scornfully.
Lost is the epitome
Of what she felt.

She knew they all talked behind her back.
She could see it in the way
Other adults stared at her -
As if she had a rare fatal disease.
In the lessons, students kept
Their mouths shut obstinately
And didn’t do a thing she said.

She was too young;
Too different.
Something funny about her.
What on earth was she doing there?
Never did anything wrong, she thought.
Just tried to do my job.

It’s tough
When you’re the school underdog.

Dealing With Rejection


Thank you for your email. We are finding it difficult to sell fantasy at the moment so we have decided not to make an offer on this one.”

Yes, that was the sort of thing I heard for two years. At first sight, you think – well, that’s actually not too bad. At least they’re not saying they wish your book would hide under a rock for one million years, or something like that. But it got to me after a while: two years of consistently hearing publishers saying ‘no’ and not much else besides. How did I know what to improve on? Why were they all rejecting me? Was there really someone out there – someone – who was going to take me on?

Here’s an article on regarding rejection. Writing it out helped me realise that being rejected over and over is actually not a hopeless affair. There so much that writers can do in today’s climate. As usual, the message is: never give up.

Sarcasm, the Ugliest of Masks


Honesty is a gift.
Deception causes a rift
In the best of relations.

Be content with meaning
What you say
Don’t joke; don’t be clever today.

Avoid sarcasm;
It’s the ugliest of masks.
Make sincerity
Your most pressing of tasks.

Meet my eyes, no matter what it costs.
Pay the price, or else you’re lost.

In times like this
You must show candour.
If don’t speak now,
You’ll vanish forever.

I’ve Finished a Novel. Now What?


Maybe you’re having a tough time writing. Or maybe you’ve finished writing your novel, and you’re not sure what to do. There’s this horrible apathy or despair that’s settled over you as you realise: “I have no idea what to do with this”.
I hope that the following article on my official Writer Support site will help you kick your door of opportunity open. Don’t wait till it comes knocking. You might find yourself retired before that happens. Pursue your chances; work for every success. Your journey starts today.

The Reason to Write


The reason I write
Is that it feels like
Boiling a pot
Letting out the steam when it’s hot;
Attacking the flower bed
With a sharp spade head;
Riding a moose
And communing with a goose;
Playing cricket,
But first smashing the wicket;
Skipping the country;
Climbing a gum tree;
And in short being everywhere and nowhere,
Being all or nothing
And expressing each good thing
Without strain of convention
But with every good intention.

Take Courage

I know you feel
Everyone’s prettier.
So do I.
I know you feel
They all have charisma
And you don’t.
I know you feel
Everyone looks past you
And if they do
That’s their issue;
They’re losing out.

The vivacious are the most scared.
The opinionated are the most insecure -
Skyscrapers that sway in every breeze,
Clear as glass, green as trees.

The out-going are out of place.
The free are the caged and lonely.
Be courageous to be yourself,
Express the truth of your nature only.

There are many types of bravery
In a world where all is false.
One of the greatest is to be
Yourself, and no one else.