Category REWRITE | 52S 2022 | Week 2

“Hey Marcum, wait up!”  He slowed his steps but didn’t stop. After the mortifying incident in fifth period, Marcum wavered as he considered his options. His anger won out and he didn’t turn to see his friend hurrying after him,…...

Midir stepped out from the depths of Brí Léith and took a long, deep breath as his piercing blue eyes adjusted to the brightness of daylight. He turned his face upwards towards the sky. Since his people were forced underground…...

Scene 4, Say Goodbye Mammy. ‘Who do you think you are? A slip of a girl from Tullamore, with your ideas of flitting off to Dublin. Following that young fella with his notions. Really! I’ll give you notions. Put that…...

CHAPTER 3 The Lamp’s Rightful Owner “You were not supposed to leave it out of your sight for a single moment.” “I didn’t, I swear. It was always right there behind me on the shelf.” ‘Where you couldn’t see it’,…...

Saturday morning, the 15th of April 2017  Grizelda owned a two-bedroom town house in the Yolande Mews security estate in the Willows, a middle class, mostly white suburb of Pretoria East. The entrance to the Mews sat on the corner…...