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Headspring Volume 1
Headspring Volume 1
Headspring Volume 1
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Headspring Volume 1

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A collection of short and flash fiction from new and emerging writers, brought to you by Headspring Press.

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'Undercover' by Jude Bridge
'A Romance in Paris' by Lisa Dowdall
'Ridicule' by Adam Hennessy
'Collecting' by Stephen Martin
'Comet' by Annette Ong
'Yossi's Story' by Wendy Riley
'The Point' by Mark Smith

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Release dateJul 15, 2012
ISBN9781476273310
Headspring Volume 1
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Headspring Press

At Headspring Press, we celebrate new writing, comics and art. We’re particularly interested in Australian voices, but we’re open to the world. When we’re talking about “new” writers and artists, we’re not only interested in the unheard voices scribbling their stories in dark corners. Our dedication to new and emerging writers is all about helping writers spread their wings (and their words). Whether you’ve just written your first short story, or you’ve just had your first novel published, we’d love to hear from you. The Headspring Press website features a selection of short stories, flash fiction, non-fiction as well as comic works and art from new, emerging, and more established writers and artists. The Headspring Press team is made up of a small bunch of different folk, all passionate about reading and writing and dedicated to finding new voices telling new stories. Check out our Website to stay up to date with new fiction and art, and read book reviews and interviews.

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    Headspring Volume 1 - Headspring Press

    Headspring

    Volume 1

    July 2012

    Copyright 2012 Headspring Press

    Smashwords Edition

    Edited by Kate Krake

    Contributors

    Jude Bridge

    Lisa Dowdall

    Adam Hennessy

    Stephen Martin

    Annette Ong

    Wendy Riley

    Mark Smith

    License Notes

    All writing and art in this ebook remains the property of its author.

    While this is a free eBook, if you would like to share a copy, please return to Smashwords and download an additional copy.

    Thank you for respecting the hard work of the authors and creators.

    Cover image excerpt from 'Inscape' by Sam Pash

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    Contents

    From the Editor

    Collecting by Stephen Martin

    Comet by Annette Ong

    Undercover by Jude Bridge

    Ridicule by Adam Hennessy

    A Romance in Paris by Lisa Dowdall

    Yossi's Story by Wendy Riley

    The Point by Mark Smith

    Credits and Contact Information

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    From the Editor

    Welcome to the first edition of Headspring, the journal of new writing and art brought to you by Headspring Press.

    Collected for your reading pleasure are seven short stories covering a diverse range of genres, characters and situations. These stories are a collection of worlds sprung from the minds of these new and emerging writers. Stories are living things. Stories are born, they go through considerable changes as they develop into their final product and they continue to change, taking on new meanings, developing deeper nuances as they are read and heard by different people. It with great pleasure that Headspring Press presents these tales and gives them an opportunity to live.

    Thanks to the Headspring Press team for working through the massive amount of submissions we had for this first edition. It was not an easy job. Thanks to each and every writer who sent in their words, even if we had to pass on them this time. Thanks also to the artists who decorate our pages and website with their enormous talent, and thanks to you reading this. What's a story without a reader?

    If there's something in this volume that you particularly enjoy, our writers and the team at Headspring Press would love to hear from you, so please do drop us a line.

    Happy Reading!

    Kate Krake

    Editor

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    Collecting

    Stephen Martin

    I remember climbing down from the hedgerow with three spotted pale-blue eggs. My twin brother, Tom, his eyes squinting in the noon sunlight, looked at the thrush's clutch, chose one and then tossed the rest. That summer we took everything we could find for our collection: bird eggs, dragonflies, butterflies. Anything at all.

    We left the path, squeezed through the wire fence, then waded thigh high into a sea of yellow wheat. Slumped down out of sight, we ripped apart the grains to get at the warm dough-like centres. For a while it was perfect; lying back on sweat soaked shirts, staring up into an immense bowl of brilliant blue, feeling like kings in a secret palace. The buzz and drone of insects were all around us. A gang of starlings sat on the fence line chattering and wheezing. I remember a solitary skylark soaring high and singing; we paid it no mind. We had lost interest. I rolled over in the prickly wheat until my face almost touched Tom's. I could taste his breath; smell the sweat on his skin. The decision was made and with a sudden burst of energy we were up and running, chasing each other, whooping like Mohicans, scything our way back through the golden field, back to the path. It was always like that. Words were seldom needed.

    There was a lane behind the estate where we lived. Turn left and it wound between thick hedgerows, past the old windmill, brambles and blackberries and over a series of low bare hills until it reached Devil's Dyke. Turn right and it passed the Vicarage where we sometimes scoffed biscuits and tea with the gardeners. The workers smelt of hard labour and cigarettes and told dirty jokes, but they never twigged it was us who smashed the Vicar's greenhouse.

    Further down the lane, past the orchard where we scrumped for apples and pears, was a walled allotment abutting a disused brewery. Hidden from view, we found a way into a massive old cellar. There, deep within the stacked pallets of empty bottles, we hollowed out a cave. It was cold, dank and silent in that cellar and neither the rank smell of thousands of bottles nor any sound could escape. That's where we took that little girl. We lured her with a Mars Bar and promises of treasure. We gave her the pale blue egg. When they asked us why, we told them we were collecting.

    About the Author

    Stephen Martin was born in Brighton, England and now lives in Australia where he enjoys the climate, people and red wines. His flash fiction has been published in the Canberra Times and Slice of Life Magazine. Stephen is a member of the Diving Deeper writer's workshop and is currently working on short stories and a memoir.

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    Comet

    Annette Ong

    He's lying out there again.

    Who is? I ask. I move to peer around Gary's shoulder as he stands at our window staring down into our neighbour's backyard.

    The loony next door. Strange guy. Gary stretches

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