Natasja Rose

Joined August 2020

506 stories

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I've been writing since I learned how, but those have been lost and will never see daylight (I hope).

I'm an Indie Author, with 30+ books published.

I live in Sydney, Australia

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Why Media Representation Matters . Runner-up in Represented Challenge. Top Story - September 2024.
My journey as an independant author began, at least in part, because I never saw myself represented in media. Oh, there were characters I loved, certainly. Some characters that I could relate to, a little, in one way or another.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Pride
Putting Down The Toilet Seat
There are three men in my office A third of the professional population A quarter or less, depending on the day There is one, unisex, bathroom
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
Stream of Consciousness?
Write in a Stream on Consciousness What Neurotypical non-sense is this? That isn't how my brain works. It was, when I was a child
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
Why The Duke Isn't Coming Back
Every other day, it seems, someone in the Bridgerton Fandom posts something about wishing that Rege-Jean Page would come back to Bridgerton.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in BookClub
Today Sucked
There's a postal slip in my Azaelias Where a parcel should have been It's too late to call into work, The tracking number is a messy scrawl
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
R U OK 2024
I started the day by forgetting my keys (When I called in Late, they set me at ease) * I'm training someone new, why did I ever think I could?
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
Civilisation
Sing, O Muses, of Society's four pillars! Of bright Themis, she who is Law and Fairness. Mother of the Horae, bringing structure.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
The Princess at the Servo
* A “Servo”, for those who don’t speak Australian English, is a Petrol/Service Station, usually with a small convenience store attached.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Psyche
Supporting Human Artists
There’s the soft ‘ding’ of a notification on Facebook Messenger. I get a lot of those, it’s one of the hazards of trying to make a living as an artist, but the name makes me smile when I see it.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Psyche
Where Are Your Voices?
Shameful silence for Civilian Hostages, yet "Intifada Revolution!" echoes from the streets Little girls assaulted... blamed for provoking their attackers
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
Love Over Distance
I never doubted that you loved me, Even when you were far away. I have always felt supported, In my career or at play. When I told you of my far-flung dreams
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
The First
The first Superheroes were called Demigods. How else to explain their powers - great strength, the ability to create technology un-conceptualised, breathing underwater, invulnerability - but by divine inheritance? But they were injured and died like any mortal, so they must be only the offspring of gods.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Fiction