Young Adult
The House With One Lamp On
A literary fiction short story about estrangement, memory, and returning to the edge of a beginning without resolution. By the time Mara turned onto Bishop Road, the rain had thinned to a silver mist, the kind that did not so much fall as hover, as though the sky had forgotten whether it meant to finish what it started.
By Flower InBloomabout 7 hours ago in Fiction
A Prince and his Pauper - Epilogue. Content Warning.
The movie dropped in late spring here in Australia, which meant it was coming into winter for the northern-hemisphere countries – which were considered to be the main market, apparently – and for a while there, it felt like the whole world was watching us. Or more specifically, watching Charlie.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters2 days ago in Fiction
A Prince and his Pauper 7. Content Warning.
When Charlie stepped off the train that Friday evening – alone, as his father was staying in Sydney for business – I almost didn’t recognise him as he walked towards me, carrying his bag. He looked different, older somehow, especially with his hair specially styled for the role, his posture straighter. He looked, sharp, which was evident by the heads turning in his direction.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters2 days ago in Fiction
A Prince and his Pauper 6. Content Warning.
After that first performance, everything changed, everything just blew up around us. That first Friday night show was sold out, of course – as every opening night always seems to do – but there were seats available for the remaining five shows. The first of these was to be the following night, Saturday, then the following Friday and Saturday, then the Friday and Saturday after that. Six shows in all.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters2 days ago in Fiction
A Prince and his Pauper 4. Content Warning.
‘Brayden! Your mum is leaving,’ we heard a short while later, just as Charlie had finished changing out of his school clothes, so we both thundered down the stairs and outside to where the two women were still talking.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 days ago in Fiction
A Prince and his Pauper 3. Content Warning.
There was a new poster on the drama room noticeboard when we arrived for our next class on Wednesday of the following week. It was a picture of a young Prince; handsome, a crown perched up on his unruly blond locks, blue eyes and giving the impression of an almost haughty character.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 days ago in Fiction
A Prince and his Pauper 2. Content Warning.
When Charlie and I spoke on the Sunday night we had arranged to meet at his place and walk to school together the next morning. When I rang their front doorbell that morning the heavy wooden door was answered by a woman who looked nothing like the grandmother I had expected to see. The woman looking out at me didn’t even look old enough to be a grandmother. She had straight grey hair, but she looked more like an office worker; smartly dressed and with a neat hairdo.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 days ago in Fiction
