Submissions, submissions, submissions [FU23]

Fortnightly update 23: 12.10.2020 to 25.10.2020

In this blog series, I share my fortnight-to-fortnight triumphs (and failures) as a writer. Despite all the ups and downs, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Flash fiction and short stories

I’m currently submitting flash fiction and short stories to online magazines and such for publication. This fortnight, I submitted my first short story (as opposed to flash fiction), around 5,000 words, to Black Hare Press, a Melbourne-based indie publication. I’m not sure how it will go, but I’m honestly just glad to have wrapped that story up after months of editing. Also, I submitted four other, shorter pieces to various publications this fortnight, my busiest yet. Lastly, I added another flash fiction piece to my website; you can check it out here:

Brat Stew (finished 11.09.2020)

The Front

I write scripts for the popular World War II YouTube channel The Front. Three videos for which I wrote the scripts were uploaded this fortnight. Old mate might like the first one.

Twitter

I write 280-character stories using various writing prompt hashtags on Twitter, and I also host #WeirdVSS. This fortnight, I wrote just two stories. I gotta up my game!

#silver

Fish fins danced silver on the surface of the lake. Mosquito clouds whispered in moonbeams. Frogs rattled in the reeds. I slid naked into the water and down into the embrace of muddy roots and tendrils, where gills flowered on my neck and I found myself most at home.

#clone

I cloned my heart just to watch it beat in a Fanta-filled lab tank. What I didn’t expect is that it would beat faster when my own heart did, nor that I would feel the orange fluid fizzing in my own heart’s chambers. I should have cloned my cat instead.

Conclusion

I think the biggest news this fortnight is that 5,000-word submission. I really didn’t make it easy for myself, but I got there in the end. Other than that, I did a bit of work for HealthJob, though it’s not up on their website yet; they’ll add it soon. The general plan is to keep smashing out flash fiction (I’ll avoid short stories for a while, I think) until I get a bite. I’m becoming a better writer with every one, and it’s just a matter of time until something of mine gets published.

Thanks for reading ❤

Competitions and corpses [FU22]

Fortnightly update 22: 28.09.2020 to 11.10.2020

In this blog series, I share my fortnight-to-fortnight triumphs (and failures) as a writer. Despite all the ups and downs, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Flash fiction

I’m currently submitting flash fiction to online magazines and such for publication. This fortnight, I submitted a few pieces and I also entered two competitions. I’m pretty happy with that, but I can’t really share any of it here, as that counts as publication, technically. I can share a couple of stories I wrote and decided not to submit. Here they are; enjoy:

 Blood Palette (finished 02.10.2020)
– Weren’t No Bullets (finished 08.07.2020)

The Front

I write scripts for the popular World War II YouTube channel The Front. Three videos for which I wrote the scripts were uploaded this fortnight.

Twitter

I write 280-character stories using various writing prompt hashtags on Twitter, and I also host #WeirdVSS. This fortnight, I wrote three stories, and I guess they’re alright.

#insect

Always the insects chitter in my ear. The specialist says it’s tinnitus, but we who hear them know better. We are their chosen few, destined to surrogate the fetid larvae of the Deathless Queen, and I, for one, can think of no climax more pleasurable than that.

#corpse

I am not like the other corpses in this cemetery. Bullets tore through my heart and brain and finished them both, but they passed right through my soul, and here in the earth I stir for all time. I wish only that my wife had hired someone to do the job properly.

#blood / #mayhem

When I started to paint with my own blood I thought there could be no darker, sweeter pleasure. But oh how I was wrong, deliciously so. I pray only that in the mayhem of my victims’ final, convulsing thoughts that a part of them appreciates it as I do.

Conclusion

In other news, I’ve picked up a little extra work with Frontier Media, the company I work for which owns The Front, so that’s exciting. We’re looking to expand and create yet another channel, which will be epic, and I’m also making Facebook and Instagram posts every day now, which is exhausting for some reason. I really don’t know how “influencers” keep a straight face. Kale, probably. Other than that, this was a busy yet straightforward fortnight. A bit of a grind, really, but that’s part of it.

Thanks for reading ❤

One whole year of fortnightly updates! [FU21]

Fortnightly update 21: 14.09.2020 to 27.09.2020

In this blog series, I share my fortnight-to-fortnight triumphs (and failures) as a writer. Despite all the ups and downs, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

This update is actually quite special, as it’s my 21st, meaning I’ve committed to my fortnightly updates for a whole year. Time to crack a Bush Chook, methinks. Also, if you’re one of the few who do read these, good on ya. I hope I bring some sort of value to your life.

As for the featured image, I had that made up over three years ago, when my writing journey began. It’s nice to look back sometimes and see how far you’ve come.

Nick Petrou

Flash fiction

I only managed to write one piece of flash fiction this fortnight, and it’s a just a little twisted. I’m not even sure if a publisher would take it, to be honest. I may just publish it on my website instead; we’ll see. Ideally, I’m writing and submitting a piece of flash fiction each week, but I’m not being too hard on myself just yet.

The Front

I write scripts for the popular World War II YouTube channel The Front. Three videos for which I wrote the scripts were uploaded this fortnight.

Twitter

I write 280-character stories using various writing prompt hashtags on Twitter, and I also host #WeirdVSS. This fortnight, I wrote three stories, and I love all of them.

#vault

Monsters leered from the painted rib vault ceiling. Black candles effused charnel scents. She joined the naked procession, gibbering her way to the faceless priest, who pressed a six-fingered bloodprint on her brow and sent her in dark ecstasy back into the world.

#privy

There are certain truths to which I wish I was not privy. Like where we go when we die, and how it’s really more like waking up, and the shapes of the things that linger there, and how we’re just the same as they are, except that we’re still dreaming.

#marrow

My marrow dried up years ago. It rattles inside my bones as I wander this irradiated world. Why do other skeletons erode, but not I? What binds my chalk? A curse? A purpose? A lone green stem springs out of a crack in the hardpan. I shield it from the wind.

Conclusion

Overall, it’s been a fairly quiet fortnight. Other than what I mentioned above, I also played my first session of Fate Accelerated with two Aussie dudes over Discord. Fate is an RPG (similar, in some ways, to D&D), and we’re running an X-Files-ish game. I’m a paranormal PI with a bit of a drinking problem. It’s great, and if things go smoothly, we might turn our gameplay into a podcast or something down the track — maybe. I’m also writing a “report” after each session from the POV of my character. I may start sharing there on my website at some point. I also did some freelance writing work for an American health employment organisation, which was a little different from what I’m used to but still interesting.

Thanks for reading ❤