Shame

My Mind the Menace a debut poetry collection by new to the publishing world poet ***ME*** Sarah Fairbairn.

This is a collection from a darker period in my life, a period I am happy to say I made it through. Here as a teaser is one of the poems from the collection available now at Smashwords.

Shame

You are self-scented

But self-sufficient you are not

Your arguments for your behaviour are rot

You will never grow up

You were not taught how

A responsible adult is all I ask for

All I get is a childish howl

You are never happy with what you’ve got

And some of what you think you’ve got

You have not

You lost my love

Betrayed by my fraying heart

From this life we started living

I did depart

I am not only to blame

Although I’ll take on all the shame

To washed up madness you have driven me

A life full of joy

You have not given me

To think I once thought you might be

The one who was meant for me

Seeds don’t sow with only neglect

I am sure one day you will reflect

And regret you did not look after me

Now watch me take away

What you thought was your happy

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About the Author

When I’m not at my day job, dancing around annoying the other employees at my family’s mechanical workshop, or running around and looking after my two boys, my Nine month old Son and Husband, I lock myself away in my Bat Cave or rather Sac Cave, it’s fully fitted out with an old lounge chair and dining table as a writing desk, I’ll be typing out my blog posts, trying to get some reading done and or cruising the web. My poetry is usually scribbled on bits of paper scattered over my work desk, car and handbag, as thoughts always strike me at the most inconvenient moments or when I’m without my much loved tablet PC. I have been writing poetry since High School and have a passion for reading, although having a small child leaves me less time read these days as I would like.

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Caught: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

I dash as fast as I can into the cover of the forest, but as soon as I reach the safety of cover, I trip on a gnarled tree root. My ankle is screaming in pain. I try to get to my feet but my jeans are caught. I hear the mutant unicorn call out to its herd. I free myself and run as fast as I can. Even without the injured ankle I can’t match the speed and agility of the wicked monstrosities that are hunting me down. I can hear them closing in behind me. They’ve caught me.

April, a month of poetry…I need your help!

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As many of us poetry people know, April is National Poetry Month 
(though in today’s globally connected world, it should be international since it unofficially kind of is). So I want to set a goal: I want to write a minimum of…um…two poems every week in April.

I know this might not sound like much of a goal, but I haven’t written many poems in way too long of a time. I need to ease into it, and I need some help getting back into the writing mood in general. This is where you all come in.

I know many people who follow the site are poets in one way or another, whether published or more closeted poets. So I want to ask a few things of you:

  • What helps inspire you out of a writing slump? I’m sure there’s no definite “cure” for a writing slump, but maybe some…

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Death Trap: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

This is my first attempt at the Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge, so be kind LOL 🙂

Death Trap

I stood breathing heavily, being as still as I could possibly be as the old elevator clunked and rattled around me.

It ground to a halt on the top floor. With an ear piercing screech I scraped the old metal gates open and stepped out. I let out a sigh, I hadn’t plummeted to my death and the decrepit old thing had managed to struggle, surge and take me up to the loft in this rank old warehouse.

What was he thinking? I swear my boyfriend is nuts for purchasing this old rundown warehouse, the lift alone is a death trap.

Please child stop crying

This poem came to me this morning while I had a sooky, sleepy baby sitting in my lap, I thought you all might enjoy it.

Please child stop crying

Yes there is no denying

You’re in pain

Please child stop crying

Your tears are driving me insane

Please child stop crying

The way you are screaming

With your wet cheeks gleaming

The neighbours will think you’re dying

I keep and keep trying

To sooth and calm you

Please child stop crying

You’re making me cry to

Please kid I’ve only got 2 hands

And I’ve done all I can

And it’s really hard to think at 2am

Please child stop crying

Go to sleep

Come on there’s no harm in trying

Mummy will pass out on the floor and try to

Hanging my head in failure

Hanging my head in failure.

Putting my tail between my legs and running away.

I’ve decided to opt out of the 2014 WordPress 365 writing prompts. I’ve only managed to do 36 of the 75 so far. I’m going to actively participate in the Daily Post Weekly Writing Challenge & Weekly Photo Challenge instead; also I’m going to attempt the Friday Fictioneer 100 word story challenge each week.

I want more time to concentrate on my poetry and fiction. I’ve got courses booked in poetry, prose and marketing this year and I’ve pledged to read 60 books (on Goodreads). I’ve read eighteen so far, yay me. I think it is imperative to my development as a writer that I read MORE and as much as I can.

I’ve closed down my Facebook page because running the Blog, Twitter account and two Facebook’s (personal profile and writing page) was really feeling OTT. I set up the FB page so I could keep my personal profile and writing separate. I’ve since come to the conclusion that it’s little silly since I am my writing. I figure when I post something Blog or Poetry related to FB I’ll just make it a public view post, hmm yeah that’ll work LOL.

So I’m still planning to be busy – you’ll still lots of posts from me! All the above, as well as any little amusing antidotes I dream up.

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2013 The Year That Was

20132013 The Year You Were Born. 2013 on an early June morn, well before dawn.

I Wrote this as a time capsule, a snapshot of the year that my son was born, you never know it may be extremely interesting in 30-50 years.

2013 (MMXIII) was a common year starting on Tuesday of the Gregorian calendar, the 2013th year of the Common Era (CE) and Anno Domini (AD) designations, the 13th year of the 3rd millennium, the 13th year of the 21st century, and the 4th year of the 2010s decade.

Monarch was: Queen Elizabeth II

Prime Minister of Australia was: Julia Gillard (until 27 June), then Kevin Rudd (until 18 September), then Tony Abbott.

Price of Bread was: $1.50-ish (You could buy fancy stuff for upwards of five dollars, but good old plain Coles home brand bad arse white bread was only $1)

Price of a newspaper was: $1.20

Price of a movie tickets for an Adult was: $11.50

Music: One Direction’s Midnight Memories was the biggest selling artist album of the year.

Movies: The Hunger Games: Catching Fire was the top grossing movie of the year.

January: On the 4th to 20th a heat wave in south-eastern Australia resulted in several bushfires in Tasmania, but in good old Australian style on the 23rd a monsoon trough passed over parts of Queensland and New South Wales, causing severe storms, flooding, and tornadoes. Ah beautiful unpredictable Aussie weather.

February: On the 17th Australia won the 2013 Women’s Cricket World Cup in India, although I doubt most of Australia realised this as they only seem to care about Male Cricket!

March: On the 21st Prime Minister Julia Gillard made a speech apologising on behalf of the federal government to families affected by forced adoption in Australia. On the 30th The Murrawarri Republic declares its independence from the Commonwealth of Australia.

April: On the 17th Australia’s greatest racing horse since Phar Lap and one of the greatest mares in world history, Black Caviar was retired on an unbeaten record of 25 wins. Which was Good! Because the old girl deserved to live the rest of her life happily.

May: On the 3rd Harrison (Harry) Miller was born giving Jaxson a little Brother and Carissa and Danny a second son.

June: On the 26th Kevin Rudd defeats Julia Gillard 57 to 45 in an Australian Labor Party leadership spill and takes over as Prime Minister. On the 27th Riley Paul Fairbairn was born at John Hunter Hospital, Newcastle, Australia, 3.15am, 4.3 kilos.

July: On the 9th the Giant telescope Murchison Widefield Array telescope in Western Australia, goes online. On the 17th the Queensland Maroons win the 2013 State of Origin series, the team’s eighth consecutive win (Rugby league). Oh Well there’s always Next year for the New South Wales Blues! On the 22nd Prince George of Cambridge was born; Prince George of Cambridge is the son of Prince William, Duke of Cambridge, and Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge, and the only grandchild at the time of Charles, Prince of Wales, and Diana, Princess of Wales. He was born in St Mary’s Hospital, London in the United Kingdom. On the 23rd the Australian Security Intelligence Organisation’s AUD $630 million New Central Office is opened in Canberra.

August: On the 3rd Simon Kruger, a seven-year-old boy, goes missing in the bush after wandering away from a family picnic. He is found by searchers the next day, and claimed that a kangaroo had kept him warm as he slept under a tree. On the 12th the Euahlayi Nation declares its independence from the Commonwealth of Australia.

September: On the 7th The Liberal/National coalition led by Tony Abbott won the 2013 federal election. Bustard! Give me back the Ranga Gillard Thanks!! (but that’s just my opinion).

October: On the 6th the Sydney Roosters defeated the Manly Sea Eagles 26–18 in the 2013 NRL Grand Final. On the 13th the 2013 New South Wales bushfires begin. The fires were the worst New South Wales had seen since the 1960s. As of 19th, 248 houses and other structures were destroyed across the state. Two fatalities were attributed to the fires and it was estimated that claims would exceed $94 million. The 2013 New South Wales bushfires were a series of bushfires across the state of New South Wales starting or becoming notable on 13th; followed by the worst of the fires beginning in the Greater Blue Mountains Area on 16th and 17th. At the peak of the fires, on the morning of the 18th, over 100 fires were burning across the state. On the 22nd the Marriage Equality Act 2013 was passed in the Australian Capital Territory, making the ACT the first state or territory to legalise same-sex marriage in Australia. But the High Court chucked out ACT’s same-sex marriage laws. After being married for less than a week, same-sex couples who wed in the ACT will have their unions annulled after the High Court ruled against the laws. Very Sad! That the Australia government is so full of morons and small minded people. One day hopefully this will change.

November: On the 5th Fiorente, ridden by jockey Damien Oliver, won the 2013 Melbourne Cup. The first Melbourne Cup horse race was run in Melbourne cup 1861, so that’s 152 years so far!

December: On the 10th the analog television signal is switched off in Victoria, completing Australia’s digital television transition. On the 11th Aussie Car manufacturer Holden announces it will cease production of vehicles in Australia by 2017. Crushed, by this news I was. On the 17th Australia regains The Ashes for the first time in seven years, after winning the first three tests of the 2013–14 Ashes series (Male Cricket). On the 28th Wild Oats XI takes line honours in the 2013 Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race, the yacht’s seventh win. The First Sydney to Hobart was in 1945 and the fleet comprised 9 starters and of those 9 starters, 8 yachts completed the race. The inaugural race, like all those that followed, began on Sydney Harbour, at noon on Boxing Day (26th), before heading south for 630 nautical miles (1,170 km) through the Tasman Sea, past Bass Strait, into Storm Bay and up the Derwent River, to cross the finish line in Hobart, Tasmania.

Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years

In this week’s writing challenge we are being asked to explore what age means to us.

I always wanted to grow up, to be older. I looked forward to each birthday with great enthusiasm. I think the turning point was when I hit twenty four. As a teenager I’d told myself I’d get my shit together as an adult and it’d be awesome. When I turned twenty four I really struggled and had a life crises in my head, I tried to keep it to myself and not let on how much I was freaking out inside. At twenty four my life was nothing like I had planned! And I couldn’t handle that fact. I’ve always been obsessed with age and am terrified of death. Since having my son at twenty six, I got over my whole life not as I planned issues, because he’s better than anything I had planned. I have to remind myself daily that I’m not old. That I’m still young at twenty seven and can still accomplish all the things I want to. My dreams have changed since having my son and I really do think they changed for the better. Before having my son I dreamed constantly of being nineteen and carefree again! But I wouldn’t go back now. I really wish I could slow down time, so I could enjoy my current life and my son’s for two life times, because one will simply not be enough for all the love I have and all the things I want to do.

I guess age is just a number and it’s all about how you feel. Well some days I’m still that carefree nineteen year old. Some days I feel one hundred and some days I’m still a fucked up scared little fifteen year old who’s experiencing the real world for the first time.

I think I freak out the older I get because I’m pushing the risk factor, like every year I survive the universe is compounding more ways to take me out before I’m ready. I try to live my life with no regrets, because when I’m lying on my death bed at hopefully a ripe old age, I don’t want to be afraid, I want to say ‘’Yep I had a good time, I accomplished all I wanted and I’m reading for the party to end’’.

I am working towards my dreams and my goals. But just like telling myself every day I have time, I must tell myself to be patient because these things will not happen overnight.

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Ghostwriter

Ghostwriter: Post 67 of 365 post prompt 2014

Today’s post asks us: if we could have any Author living or dead write our biography, who would we choose.

Well that’s dead easy.dr-seuss-tee

Seriously what an awesome biography that would be.

She meant what she said and said what she meant.

Oh how wonderful Sarah’s life was spent.

She was born in the early morn.

………….and on and on it would go.

Just think about it people. And here now enjoy some classic Dr Seuss.

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And my all-time Dr Seuss favourite;

How did it get so late so soon?

Its night before its afternoon.

December is here before its June.

My goodness how the time has flewn.

How did it get so late so soon?