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22 December 2012 - The Case for Vaccination

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THE CASE FOR VACCINATION


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G'day guys,


Here is another article by Kay Koenig who has often featured on this blog. Thanks, Kay ...


Do you believe that the past can teach us lessons for the present, and indeed for the future? If the answer is yes, then why do we not listen to these lessons?

Take the case for immunisation.  Many people think that there is a risk in immunising babies against childhood diseases.  After all Autism is on the rise and there must be some environmental cause.  Could this be the measles vaccine?  Certainly, if your child is allergic to the vaccine, the consequences can be dire. There is nothing more heartbreaking than to meet a beautiful young girl suffering from intellectual disability and epilepsy, due to an adverse reaction to the measles vaccine. Maybe the risk is less if your child is not vaccinated. After all, the measles is only a mild childhood disease, isn’t it?

Today few people remember the epidemics of the past.  No longer does everybody know a child in leg irons due to polio. In these days of modern medicines, it simply could not happen, could it?

In Victoria, Australia, the little village of Blowhard sits amongst rolling hills, not far from Ballarat. During the 1860’s it was a prosperous little town serving a vibrant farming community. It was boom time. All the people, who rushed to the area to make their fortunes from gold mining,  had to be fed. There was an eager market for all that the farmer could produce.

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Fryer’s Mill stood on the rise of a hill just outside Blowhard. Beneath the mill was a row of well kept cottages, home to the mill workers and their families. Each morning a horse and dray would collect children from the cottages and transport them up the hill to the local school.  You can imagine the scene- little girls in pinafores, boys in shirts and britches and the morning mist rising from the fields.  One day, in the winter of 1866, a little girl woke up with a sore throat. Never mind, sore throats and colds were common in winter.  But it wasn’t a common cold. A grey web developed across her tonsils. Diphtheria had arrived in the town. Children suffered from Diphtheria every year and sometimes a few died. Childhood diseases were common and every parent feared that it would be their child who would succumb.  But 1866 was different.  The disease spread like wildfire. So many children died, that the town carpenter lacked the time to construct enough coffins to bury them in.  It was common for the father to attend the funeral of one child, while a mother nursed and prayed for several others sick at home. Every family in the town was affected.

When the epidemic finally abated, Blowhard had lost a young generation.. There was no longer the need for a horse and dray to collect children each day and take them to school.

My great grandparents lived in the nearby gold mining town of Creswick.  He was a carpenter, wheelwright and father of nine healthy children. In the winter of 1866 two of his daughters died of diphtheria during the first three weeks of the epidemic.  With two sons fighting for their lives and a new baby to care for, a nine year old daughter was sent to live with her grandparents in Ballarat. It was to no avail. She also died of the disease, as did the baby boy, John.

The two older boys survived but they never really recovered. Both died in their twenties from tuberculosis.

Sadly, many families experienced similar tragedies before the advent of vaccination. Today we cannot imagine such events. Many of us think that some diseases no longer exist. This is not so. Each year there are cases of Whooping Cough. In some parts of the world Diphtheria is still feared. Tuberculosis is on the increase and is often not immune to antibiotics. We should learn from the past.  We should  have our children vaccinated.

The past can teach us many lessons.  The story of a family is much more powerful than statistics in a history book.  We must preserve and tell our family stories. This is what I hope can be done via Australian Family Stories.  If you have written a book about Australia, or if you have a story to tell, why not visit www.australianfamilystories.com.au ?   Together we can put a human face on our past and keep it alive.

Clancy's comment: Thanks, Kay. Another interesting article. Visit Kay's Kay's site at:

www.australianfamilystories.com.au

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14 December 2012 - Henry Lawson - Australian Legend


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Quote of the day:


"The greatest evil that can befall man


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HENRY LAWSON


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AUSTRALIAN LEGEND


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G'day guys,


Today I feature another Aussie legend - Henry Lawson, courtesy of Brian Matthews.


Henry Lawson was an Australian writer and poet. Along with his contemporary Banjo Paterson, Lawson is among the best-known Australian poets and fiction writers of the colonial period and is often called Australia's "greatest writer".


Henry Lawson (1867-1922), short story writer and balladist, was born on 17 June 1867 at Grenfell, New South Wales, eldest of four surviving children of Niels Hertzberg (Peter) Larsen, Norwegian-born miner, and his wife Louisa, née Albury. Larsen went to sea at 21 and, after many voyages, arrived in Melbourne in 1855 where he jumped ship and joined the gold rush. He and Louisa were married in 1866 and Henry (the surname changed when the parents registered the birth) was born about a year later, by which time the marriage was already showing some signs of stress. The family moved often as Peter followed the gold but, in August 1873 with the birth of their third child imminent, they finally settled back at Pipeclay where they had started from. Peter took up a selection which Louisa managed; she also ran a post office in his name while he worked as a building contractor around Mudgee.


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When his much-interrupted schooling (three years all told) ended in 1880, Lawson worked with his father on local contract building jobs and then further afield in the Blue Mountains. In 1883, however, he joined his mother in Sydney at her request. Louisa had abandoned the selection and was living at Phillip Street with Henry's sister Gertrude and his brother Peter. He became apprenticed to Hudson Bros Ltd as a coachpainter and undertook night-class study towards matriculation. Yet, as the story ('Arvie Aspinall's Alarm Clock') which he based on that time of his life suggests, he was no happier in Sydney than he had been on the selection. His daily routine exhausted him, his workmates persecuted him and he failed the examinations. Over the next few years he tried or applied for various jobs with little success. Oppressed anew by his deafness, he went to Melbourne in 1887 in order to be treated at the Victorian Eye and Ear Hospital. The visit, happy in other ways, produced no cure for his affliction and thereafter Lawson seems to have resigned himself to living in the muffled and frustrating world of the deaf.


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Meanwhile he had begun to write. Contact with his mother's radical friends imbued in him a fiery and ardent republicanism out of which grew his first published poem, 'A Song of the Republic' (Bulletin, 1 October 1887). He followed this with 'The Wreck of the Derry Castle' and 'Golden Gully', the latter growing partly out of memories of the diggings of his boyhood. At the same time he had his introduction to journalism, writing pieces for the Republican, a truculent little paper run by Louisa and William Keep (its precarious and eccentric existence is celebrated in the poem 'The Cambaroora Star'). By 1890 Lawson had achieved some reputation as a writer of verse, poems such as 'Faces in the Street', 'Andy's Gone With Cattle' and 'The Watch on the Kerb' being some of the more notable of that period.


Much of what Lawson saw in the drought-blasted west of New South Wales during succeeding months appalled him. 'You can have no idea of the horrors of the country out here', he wrote to his aunt, 'men tramp and beg and live like dogs'. Nevertheless, the experience at Bourke itself and in surrounding districts through which he carried his swag absolutely overwhelmed him. By the time he returned to civilization, he was armed with memories and experiences—some of them comic but many shattering—that would furnish his writing for years. 'The Bush Undertaker', 'The Union Buries its Dead' and some of the finest of the Mitchell sketches were among the work he produced soon after his return. Short Stories in Prose and Verse, the selection of his work produced by Louisa on the Dawn press in 1894, brought together some of these stories albeit in unprepossessing form and flawed by misprints. But While the Billy Boils (1896) was Lawson's first major short-story collection. It remains one of the great classics of Australian literature.


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Following an abortive trip to Western Australia in search of gold, the Lawsons returned to Sydney where Henry, now a writer and public figure of some note, embarked on a colourful round of escapades in which large amounts of alcohol and the company of his Dawn and Dusk Club friends, including Fred Broomfield, Victor Daley and Bertram Stevens, were central ingredients. The Lawsons' move to Mangamaunu in the South Island of New Zealand was arranged by Bertha with the express intention of removing him from this kind of life. They left on 31 March 1897, but the venture was not a success, creatively or otherwise. Lawson's initial enthusiasm for the Maoris whom he taught at the lonely, primitive settlement soon waned. As well, there is evidence in some of his verse of that time ('Written Afterwards', 'The Jolly Dead March') that he was realizing, for perhaps the first time since their romantically rushed courtship and marriage and subsequent boisterous, crowded life in Western Australia and Sydney, both the responsibilities and the ties of his situation. Lawson's growing restiveness was deepened by promising letters from English publishers. Bertha's pregnancy strengthened his resolve and they left Mangamaunu in November 1897, returning to Sydney in March after Bertha's confinement. Lawson spent the enforced wait in Wellington writing a play ('Pinter's Son Jim') commissioned by Bland holt; it turned out to be too unwieldy to stage.


Lawson was something of a legendary figure in his lifetime. Not surprisingly, as dignitaries and others gathered for his state funeral on 4 September, that legend was already beginning to flourish in various exotic ways. The result was that some of his achievements were inflated—he became known, for example, as a great poet—and others obscured. Lawson's reputation must rest on his stories and on a relatively small group of them: While the Billy Boils, the Joe Wilson quartet of linked, longer stories and certain others lying outside these (among them, 'The Loaded Dog', 'Telling Mrs Baker' and 'The Geological Spieler'). In these he shows himself not only a master of short fiction but also a writer of peculiarly modern tendency. The prose is spare, cut to the bone, the plot is either slight or non-existent. Skilfully modulated reticence makes even the barest and shortest sketches seem excitingly full of possibility, alive with options and potential insights.


A stunning example is 'On the Edge of a Plain' but almost any Mitchell sketch from While the Billy Boils exemplifies these qualities. Though not a symbolist writer, Lawson had the capacity to endow accurately observed documentary detail with a significance beyond its physical reality: the drover's wife burning the snake; the black goanna dying 'in violent convulsions on the ground' ('The Bush Undertaker'); the 'hard dry Darling River clods' clattering on to the coffin of the unknown drover ('The Union Buries its Dead') are seemingly artless yet powerful Lawsonian moments which, in context, transform simple surface realism into intimations about the mysteries, the desperations and the tragedies of ordinary and anonymous lives.


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Clancy's comment: wow, what a career and life. The same man, like Andrew Barton 'Banjo' Paterson, has appeared on the Australian ten-dollar note and our postage stamps. My first introduction to Lawson was in grade three, when a teacher read one of his spell-binding stories to the class. From then on, Henry was one of my faves. Still is. Go, Henry! Love ya work!


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11 December 2012 - Golda Mowe - Guest Author


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G'day guys,


Today I am pleased to introduce my first guest author from Sarawak - Golda Mowe. I'm envious already because Sarawak is an enchanting place. Golda  is a writer who loves making up stories from across all genres.  Two generations ago, she would have had to travel dozens of miles between longhouses to get her muse heard, but now she is more than happy to write.

 Welcome, Golda ...


TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF AND YOUR WRITING JOURNEY.


 I have always been fascinated with words.  There was once a time when I would collect dictionaries because I enjoy reading words so much.  When I was thirteen, a language teacher told the class about people who write for a living and I was captivated.  Writing continued to be a huge struggle though, because even when I had a lot of stories to tell I didn’t like anything I wrote.  It was only when I entered my mid thirties that I realised the problem was because I only knew how to write in the Subject-Verb structure.    I had to reteach myself English to be where I am now.


 WHEN AND HOW DID YOU BECOME A WRITER?


 I have a wide range of interests – History, Chemistry, Economics, Mythology, Politics, Language – and the only way I could consolidate all these together was by writing stories.  So somewhere in 2000 I started writing my first manuscript– Dust in the Sun (http://www.gmowe.ws/DustInTheSun_List.html) – which I put up for free on my website.  Two years later I began Iban Dream, and then in 2004 I decided to leave my career for good so I can focus on writing.


 WHAT DO YOU ENJOY MOST ABOUT BEING A WRITER?


 The freedom to explore different ideas and the opportunity of learning new things in the process of research.  For example, the Ibans of Sarawak have a lot of taboos on hill rice planting.  One of them is that if a deer feeds in your field while you are clearing the land, you will have a bad harvest for the year.  Deer eat a type of weed called ‘lalang’ or cogon grass.  This weed is extremely hardy and grows thick in areas where the soil is depleted of most nutrients (since it is the only thing that will grow there).  This taboo caught my attention because it could be scientifically explained and it made me wonder if there were other taboos that could be linked to scientific observation, albeit a twisted one.  Sure enough I found many more that are linked to the behaviour of birds and insects.  The observation of animals that indicate a stable eco system is considered a good omen while the over population of a particular species is a bad one.  Since ancient Ibans didn’t know Science, they explained these as messages from gods and spirits.

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WHAT IS THE HARDEST THING ABOUT BEING A WRITER?


 Handling rejection, I guess.  It took me years to find someone who would take time to read even the first chapter of Iban Dream, a novel about a Borneo head-hunter.  In retrospect, I think a lot of people assumed that it was just another testosterone charged story when they read the synopsis.

 WHAT WERE YOU IN A PAST LIFE, BEFORE YOU BECAME A WRITER?


 I was an administrator and a customer service officer.  I enjoyed the work but hated the office politics.  Stories helped me escape into a different, more rational world where good people stay good and bad people are downright awful.

 WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST WRITING ACHIEVEMENT?


 I would say it is my ebook, Iban Dream (http://www.gmowe.ws/IbanDream.html).  While growing up, I loved listening to stories of the heroes and gods of the Ibans so I thought it was strange that so few people outside Sarawak knew about them.  Iban Dream started as an experiment to see if I could write a story based on what I know about these characters.  I started writing it around the year 2002, originally relying on my own childhood memory as well as the work of my favourite naturalist and anthropologist, Charles Hose.  But as my journey deepened, I began to look for more materials and research work to either confirm or correct my memories.  The journey was long and humbling, and, to my mind, well worth the sacrifice I’ve made.

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WHAT ARE YOU WORKING ON AT THE MOMENT?


 I have started work on a sequel to Iban Dream because there are still some Dayak taboos and superstition that I couldn’t explore in the first book.  This might be a slow one to finish since I am having problem finding materials to support what I remember from my childhood.  I have also finished writing a book about a 7th century Javanese prince and am now editing it.  I also update my story website and writing tip blog weekly.

 WHAT INSPIRES YOU?


 Myths, ancient beliefs and superstition are my favourite inspiration.  I feel that many of these stories are honest metaphors of the social norms of a particular period.  For example, in Asian cultures some of the most famous ghost stories are those of women or children.  This may be because people want to believe that the spirits who could not get justice during life, could seek for it after death.  During the Hungry Ghost Festival the Chinese community would set up all kinds of entertainment for these restless ghosts.  It is quite surreal to watch a singer perform on stage in front of dozens of empty chairs.  I think this is a wonderful way to remind us of the terrible injustices that had happened in the past.

 WHAT GENRE DO YOU WRITE?


 Iban Dream is categorised as a mythological fantasy.  I use mythical elements because I want to present my story the way a traditional Iban bard would.  No Iban hero worth his salt would achieve great things without help from the spirits.   In fact, many Ibans in Skrang still believe that during the 3rd Sadok battle of 1861 between Charles Brooke and Libau Rentap, the goddess Kumang had appeared to Rentap in the form of a hill myna (a black bird) and told him that he could not win that battle, so he and his men had escaped before Brooke’s party took over their fort.


 DO YOU HAVE ANY TIPS FOR NEW WRITERS?


 Don’t let other people’s opinions get you down.  Always keep in mind that there are two kind of criticism – toxic and compost.  They both stink but one kills your dream and the other helps it grow.  Know how to separate between the two, because good criticism will really help you become a better writer.  That is why I always insist on honest reviews for my work.  Nobody is perfect, but everybody has room for improvement.

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DO YOU SUFFER FROM WRITER’S BLOCK?


 Yes, I do, especially when I am writing articles.  Sometimes it will take me a week just to write one paragraph.  Maybe it is the way my mind works because I don’t have problems with short stories.  I even use them to get out of blocks.

 DO YOU HAVE A PREFERRED WRITING SCHEDULE?


 I write freestyle into a foolscap book, usually in the evening when the house is quiet.  Then I will type in the details or even rewrite parts of the story the following morning.  But when I am writing a book, I will spend large chunks of the day doing research.  Sometimes I won’t be writing for weeks until I get all the details I need.

 DO YOU HAVE A FAVOURITE WRITING PLACE?


 Anywhere I can sit with my foolscap book on my lap or on a table.  It doesn’t even have to be quiet or secluded because noise can sometimes help me ‘get into character’ as I write a story.

 WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST JOY IN WRITING?


 Believe it or not – putting words together.  It makes me feel like I am playing with LEGO blocks.  Maybe it’s because my parents couldn’t afford to buy Lego blocks for me when I was a kid.

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WHO IS YOUR FAVOURITE AUTHOR AND WHY?


 I can’t just give you one.  Oscar Wilde and JRR Tolkien for their English, Charles Dickens for his exploration of the human condition, H.G. Wells and Michael Crichton for their Science and dozens of others I have managed to get my hands on over the years.

 WHAT’S THE GREATEST COMPLIMENT YOU EVER RECEIVED FROM A READER?


 A reader commented that reading Iban Dream was like reading poetry from start to finish.  I tried so hard to create that effect since traditional Iban storytelling is in verses and song but I never expected anyone to notice.

 WHAT WAS THE WORST COMMENT FROM A READER?


 Most of my readers are Asian, and they are very polite, so I barely get any negative comments.  In the beginning when I first started writing my short stories, I will get comments on bad story flow but I was lucky enough to get critiques that either came with good advice or ones that were so specific, they helped me fixed my problems.

 WRITERS ARE SOMETIMES INFLUENCED BY THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN THEIR OWN LIVES. ARE YOU?


 I was definitely influenced by my Iban great-aunt who loved telling me stories about animals and my father who hunted for wild boar or deer during his free time and then, on his return home, would tell oodles of tall tales for my benefit.  My Iban grandparents also had a fruit orchard in the jungle and they often warned me not to go into the thickets because a bear, a reticulated python or a monster would eat me.  Instead of scaring me, it made me curious about them.  So one afternoon while my grandparents napped, I sneak off into the jungle and found a tiny pond (more like a big puddle) filled with tiny silver fish.  I returned to the place every afternoon for the next few days to play with them.  My grandfather found out and poured weedkiller (I think) into the pond.  I guess, in his mind, a spirit from the pond had enchanted me.  I don’t remember any spirit appearing, though I did like telling stories to the fish.  Interestingly enough, the incident made me very curious about human behaviour.

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OTHER THAN WRITING, WHAT ELSE DO YOU LOVE?


 I love to craft, especially with thread, wool or beads.  I also paint in watercolour once in a while.

 DID YOU HAVE YOUR BOOK / BOOKS PROFESSIONALLY EDITED BEFORE PUBLICATION?


 Yes, I did for Iban Dream.  The publisher at Monsoon Books had it done in-house for me.  The experience was an eye-opener, for it made me aware of my writing ‘tics’.

 DESCRIBE YOUR PERFECT DAY.


 A day when I find exactly the right amount of information for a story, or when I figure out something that had been bothering me for a while.


 IF YOU WERE STUCK ON A DESERT ISLAND WITH ONE PERSON, WHO WOULD IT BE? WHY?


 Dead or alive?  My Peranakan (Chinese-Native mix lineage) grandfather Dennis Mowe because while researching my family history, I learned that he had gone through a terrible family rejection, disdain by his peers on one hand and high expectations from others on the other.  Yet the old man I knew was calm, collected and proud.  It would be nice to have the veil of traditional Asian propriety between us torn, so I can get to really know him and to find out how he had coped.


 WHAT WOULD YOU SAY IF YOU HAD THE CHANCE TO SPEAK TO WORLD LEADERS?


 I would ask them to please consider sustainable living seriously.  Our culture is now so obsessed with growth that most important political decisions pivot around it.  I don’t believe that this is realistic.  Leaders should come up with a different form of measure.  Since firms are already focused on capitalism and growth that can lead to the exploitation, pollution and uprooting of whole communities, government should be the counterbalance.


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WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR THE FUTURE?


 Write some more.


 WHAT FIVE BOOKS WOULD YOU TAKE TO HEAVEN?


 Dickens’ Tale of Two Cities, Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings, Charles Hose’s The Field-book of a Jungle Wallah, Ruth Bebe Hill’s Hanta Yo and Ken Follet’s Pillars of the Earth.  All of these have been and still are my inspiration for writing.


 DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN ANY OF YOUR CHARACTERS?


 I definitely do.  If I can’t dream, laugh, love, or cry with a character, I don’t write about them.  I also believe that we are all the same at a certain level so, my hope is, my readers will also see themselves in my work.


 DOES THE PUBLISHING INDUSTRY FRUSTRATE YOU?


 I am frustrated in general but not at the industry.  After all, the industry is going through its own baptism of fire right now.  I hear stories of authors who become millionaires and I also hear stories of authors who live in poverty.  As with all things in life, I believe that there are more authors in the middle between these two extremes.  It would be great though to make my living solely on writing.


 DID YOU EVER THINK OF QUITTING?


 Yes, I have and still do, especially on days when my confidence is low.  But each time I try to figure what else I want to do instead, I come up with nothing.  Storytelling is still my source of joy.


 WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE MANUSCRIPT TO WRITE? WHY?


 Definitely Iban Dream because I get a chance to explore my own culture.  It was challenging to write in the beginning because I had to figure out a way to keep the cultural integrity of the protagonist’s environment yet make it understood by the modern reader.


 ANYTHING YOU’D LIKE TO ADD?


 Many ideas and beliefs are becoming standardized in the world today, leading to the loss of large portions of our cultural history.  If you feel that this is happening to your culture, at the very least journal about it.  It does not matter if you plan to print it or not, just write it down for posterity. Don’t let knowledge that has held your people together and helped them survive for countless generations die.  Your children may think it a waste of time, but your grandchildren may be enriched by it.

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Clancy's comment: thanks, Golda. Don't  give up. Keep writing. You have much to write.


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9 December 2012 - Andrew Barton 'Banjo' Paterson


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Quote of the day:

"There is more to life than increasing its speed."



Mahatma Ghandi


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Andrew Barton 'Banjo' Paterson


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G'day guys,


Now, months later, I find I have followers in 18 countries. Who'd have ever thought, eh? Many readers have made wonderful comments about Australia, so I thought I would add some Aussie history from time to time. Sitting in my study, the engine room, are two complete collections of works by Banjo Paterson and another great Australian writer and poet - Henry Lawson. Both are legends.


I've read them both about five times and always been impressed. 'Banjo' is a nickname - named after a horse on his family cattle station. Also, other than a great body of work, he is probably well known for two things: he is depicted on the Australian ten-dollar note, and he wrote Waltzing Matilda -  a rousing tune that will make the hairs rise on the back of any Aussie's neck. So, who was this guy?


Andrew Barton ('Banjo') Paterson (1864-1941), poet, solicitor, journalist, war correspondent and soldier, was born on 17 February 1864 at Narrambla near Orange, New South Wales, eldest of seven children of Andrew Bogle Paterson (d.1889), grazier, and his native-born wife Rose Isabella, daughter of Robert Barton of Boree Nyrang station, near Orange. His father, a lowland Scot, had migrated to New South Wales about 1850, eventually taking up Buckinbah station at Obley in the Orange district.

'Barty', as he was known to his family and friends, enjoyed a bush boyhood. When he was 7 the family moved to Illalong in the Yass district. Here, near the main route between Sydney and Melbourne, the exciting traffic of bullock teams, Cobb & Co. coaches, drovers with their mobs of stock, and gold escorts became familiar sights. At picnic race meetings and polo matches, he saw accomplished horsemen from the Murrumbidgee and Snowy Mountains country which generated his lifelong enthusiasm for horses and horsemanship and eventually the writing of his famous equestrian ballads.

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After lessons in his early years from a governess, once he was able to ride a pony he attended the bush school at Binalong. In 1874 he was sent to Sydney Grammar School where in 1875 he shared the junior Knox prize with (Sir) George Rich, and matriculated aged 16. After failing a University of Sydney scholarship examination, Paterson served the customary articles of clerkship with Herbert Salwey and was admitted as a solicitor on 28 August 1886; for ten years from about 1889 he practised in partnership with John William Street.

During his schooldays in Sydney Paterson lived at Gladesville with his widowed grandmother Emily May Barton, sister of Sir John Darvall and a well-read woman who fostered his love of poetry. His father had had verses published in the Bulletin, soon after its foundation in 1880. Paterson began writing verses as a law student; his first poem, 'El Mahdi to the Australian Troops', was published in the Bulletin in February 1885. Adopting the pen name 'The Banjo' (taken from the name of a station racehorse owned by his family), he became one of that sodality of Bulletin writers and artists for which the 1890s are remarkable in Australian literature, forming friendships with E. J. Brady, Victor Daley, Frank Mahony, Harry 'The Breaker' Morant and others. He helped Henry Lawson to draw up contracts with publishers and indulged in a friendly rhyming battle with him in the Bulletin over the attractions or otherwise of bush life.

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By 1895 such ballads as 'Clancy of the Overflow', 'The Geebung Polo Club', 'The Man from Ironbark', 'How the Favourite Beat Us' and 'Saltbush Bill' were so popular with readers that Angus & Robertson, published the collection, The Man From Snowy River, and Other Verses, in October. The title-poem had swept the colonies when it was first published in April 1890. The book had a remarkable reception: the first edition sold out in the week of publication and 7000 copies in a few months; its particular achievement was to establish the bushman in the national consciousness as a romantic and archetypal figure. The book was as much praised in England as in Australia: The Times compared Paterson with Rudyard Kipling who himself wrote to congratulate the publishers. Paterson's identity as 'The Banjo' was at last revealed and he became a national celebrity overnight.

While on holiday in Queensland late in 1895, Paterson stayed with friends at Dagworth station, near Winton. Here he wrote 'Waltzing Matilda' which was to become Australia's best-known folk song. In the next few years he travelled extensively through the Northern Territory and other areas, writing of his experiences in prose and verse for the Sydney Mail, the Pastoralists' Review, the Australian Town and Country Journal and the Lone Hand, as well as the Bulletin. In 1895 he had collaborated with Ernest Truman in the production of an operatic farce, Club Life, and in 1897 was an editor of the Antipodean, a literary magazine.

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His most important journalistic opportunity came with the outbreak of the South African War when he was commissioned by the Sydney Morning Herald and the Melbourne Age as their war correspondent; he sailed for South Africa in October 1899. Attached to General French's column, for nine months Paterson was in the thick of the fighting and his graphic accounts of the key campaigns included the surrender of Bloemfontein (he was the first correspondent to ride into that town), the capture of Pretoria and the relief of Kimberley. The quality of his reporting attracted the notice of the English press and he was appointed as a correspondent also for the international news agency, Reuters, an honour which he especially cherished in his later years. He wrote twelve ballads from his war experiences, the best known of which are 'Johnny Boer' and 'With French to Kimberley'.

Paterson returned to Australia in September 1900 and sailed for China in July 1901 as a roving correspondent for the Sydney Morning Herald. There he met G. E. ('Chinese') Morrison whose exploits he had always admired; his accounts of this meeting are among Paterson's best prose work. He went on to England where he met again his old friend of Bulletin days, the cartoonist Phil May, and spent some time as Kipling's guest at his Sussex home.

Back in Sydney in 1902, Paterson published another collection, Rio Grande's Last Race, and Other Verses, and in November decided to abandon his legal practice. Next year he was appointed editor of the Sydney Evening News. On 8 April 1903 he married Alice Emily, daughter of W. H. Walker of Tenterfield station. They settled at Woollahra where a daughter Grace was born in 1904 and a son Hugh in 1906. Paterson resigned his editorship in 1908. He had enjoyed his newspaper activities and had produced an edition of folk ballads, Old Bush Songs (1905), which he had researched for some years; he had also written a novel, An Outback Marriage (1906), which had first appeared as a serial in the Melbourne Leader in 1900. But the call of the country could not be resisted and he took over a property of 40,000 acres (16,188 ha), Coodra Vale, near Wee Jasper, where he wrote an unpublished treatise on racehorses and racing. The pastoral venture was not a financial success and Paterson briefly tried wheat-farming near Grenfell.

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When World War I began, Paterson immediately sailed for England, hoping unsuccessfully to cover the fighting in Flanders as a war correspondent. He drove an ambulance attached to the Australian Voluntary Hospital, Wimereux, France, before returning to Australia early in 1915. As honorary vet (with a certificate of competency) he made three voyages with horses to Africa, China and Egypt and on 18 October was commissioned in the 2nd Remount Unit, Australian Imperial Force.

Almost immediately promoted captain, he served in the Middle East. Wounded in April 1916, he rejoined his unit in July. He was ideally suited to his duties and, promoted major, commanded the Australian Remount Squadron from October until he returned to Australia in mid-1919. Angus & Robertson had published in 1917 a further collection of his poems, Saltbush Bill, J.P., and Other Verses, and a prose selection, Three Elephant Power, and Other Stories, heavily edited by A. W. Jose to whom Robertson confided: 'It is amazing that a prince of raconteurs like Banjo should be such a messer with the pen'.

After the war Paterson resumed journalism; he contributed to the Sydney Mail and Smith's Weekly and in 1922 became editor of a racing journal, the Sydney Sportsman—an appointment he found highly congenial. In 1923 most of his poems were assembled in Collected Verse, which has been reprinted many times. He retired from active journalism in 1930 to devote his leisure to creative writing. He was by now a celebrated and respected citizen of Sydney, most often seen at the Australian Club where he had long been a member and where his portrait now hangs. In following years he became a successful broadcaster with the Australian Broadcasting Commission on his travels and experiences. He also wrote his delightfully whimsical book of children's poems, The Animals Noah Forgot (1933). In Happy Dispatches (1934) he described his meetings with the famous, including (Sir) Winston Churchill, Kipling, Morrison, Lady Dudley and British army leaders. He published another novel, The Shearer's Colt (1936), and in 1939 wrote reminiscences for the Sydney Morning Herald. That year he was appointed C.B.E. He died, after a short illness, on 5 February 1941 and was cremated with Presbyterian forms. His wife and children survived him.

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By the verdict of the Australian people, and by his own conduct and precept, Paterson was, in every sense, a great Australian. Ballad-writer, horseman, bushman, overlander, squatter—he helped to make the Australian legend. Yet, in his lifetime, he was a living part of that legend in that, with the rare touch of the genuine folk-poet, and in words that seemed as natural as breathing, he made a balladry of the scattered lives of back-country Australians and immortalized them. He left a legacy for future generations in his objective, if sometimes sardonic, appreciation of the outback: that great hinterland stretching down from the Queensland border through the western plains of New South Wales to the Snowy Mountains—so vast a country that the lonely rider was seen as 'a speck upon a waste of plain'. This was Paterson's land of contrasts: 'the plains are all awave with grass, the skies are deepest blue', but also the 'fiery dust-storm drifting and the mocking mirage shifting'; 'waving grass and forest trees on sunlit plains as wide as seas', but the 'drought fiend' too, and the cattle left lying 'with the crows to watch them dying'.

Although coming from a family of pioneer landholders who, by their industry had achieved some substance, Paterson wrote for all who were battling in the face of flood, drought and disaster. He saw life through the eyes of old Kiley who had to watch the country he had pioneered turned over to the mortgagees, of Saltbush Bill fighting a well-paid overseer for grass for his starving sheep, of Clancy of the Overflow riding contentedly through the smiling western plains:

"While the stock are slowly stringing,
Clancy rides behind them singing,
For the drover's life has pleasures
that the townsfolk never know."

In such lines as these Paterson lifted the settled gloom from our literature of the bush.

On the night of Paterson's death, Vance Palmer broadcasted a tribute: 'He laid hold both of our affections and imaginations; he made himself a vital part of the country we all know and love, and it would not only have been a poorer country but one far less united in bonds of intimate feeling, if he had never lived and written'.

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Clancy's comment: one of my manuscripts includes works by this great talent. That same manuscript won an award in the Australian National Literary Awards. What's 'KY!' about? Mm ... a Muslim refugee girl who travels to Australia by boat, ends up in a detention centre and is bullied by Aussie girls for wearing a hijab, glasses and loving books. Her name is Rida. Boy, could she run. Here is an exert that will explain how I used Banjo's powerful work. The Clancy referred to in this piece is Clancy of the Overflow ...

"Bang!’ went his pistol. Rida took off and stayed with the other runners. However, only one girl was with her at the 200-metre mark. She was tall and an excellent runner. Then, suddenly from nowhere, Rida heard a voice. It was the voice of Mr Crute, reading some lines from her favourite poem as he’d done so many times in the Detention Centre. It was ‘The Man from Snowy River.’

 “So Clancy rode to wheel them – he was racing on the wing


where the best and boldest riders take their place,


and he raced his stock-horse past them, and he made the ranges ring.”


The words were clear and inspiring and she mentally pictured the drover in the very movie she’d borrowed from Carmen. At the 300-metre mark, Rida focused on the finishing line with renewed confidence. She could see the white tape ahead and activated her plan. Mustering all her energy she pushed herself and moved ahead of her competitor. That’s when the voice returned.

“Down the hillside at a racing pace he went;


and he never drew the bridle till he landed safe and sound.”


Again, Rida heard Mr Crute’s voice when she was metres from the tape. It was her favourite line from her favourite poem. The words were haunting, powerful and inspiring.

“And he ran them single-handed till their sides were white with foam.”


Seconds later, Rida broke the tape on the finishing line. She ran on for a few metres before she stopped, bent over and rested her hands on her knees to catch her breath."

Thank you, Banjo. Love ya work ... love ya work!-CT

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26 November 2012 - War Stories


Copyright Clancy Tucker (c)


'Rain on Uluru - Australia Day, 2007'


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Quote of the day:


"America will never be destroyed from the outside.


If we falter and lose our freedoms,


it will be because we destroyed ourselves"


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Today I feature another short story by Kay Koenig, El Supremo of a great site: Australian Family Stories.


Australian Family Stories is a new web site for tales about Australian and Australians. Is it surprising that three of the four stories, sent to her since the site opened, were about war? What does this say about us, as Australians?

Our troops first set sail to fight in a war on 3rd March 1885. An infantry contingent from NSW, travelled to Africa, to help England defend Khartoum in the Sudan. The young men, who volunteered to across the globe to fight in England’s war, were full of enthusiasm. What an adventure!

Since that time, have Australians ever refused to go to war when Britain, or more recently the US, requested our assistance?

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Percy’s War is a reader’s tale about a twenty year old labourer who volunteered to fight in the First World War.  What is remarkable about this short story is the unusual nature of Percy’s war experience and the statistics provided by the writer, Jill Slack. Apparently 37% of the total male population of Australia, between the ages of eighteen and forty-four, fought in World War I. Of those 14% died, 40% were wounded and 21% suffered from illness. In fact, serious illness was the main experience of those who served at Gallipoli.

Percy Ashton served in the Middle East throughout the war. No doubt he saw a lot of fighting. What is remarkable, is the number of times Percy that was evacuated due to illness. He suffered from a wide range of bacterial and fungal diseases. His record begs the question, ‘Why did so many healthy young men succumb to illness during the First World War’? The answer lies in the nature of that war. Thousands of troops lived in narrow trenches that were freezing in winter and muddy, mosquito infested quagmires in summer. They were surrounded by rotting corpses. Imagine the horror, imagine the flies and imagine the smell. Apparently, shells were constantly flying overhead. To evade a bullet from a sniper, one had to walk through the trenches doubled over. Opposing soldiers flung grenades into enemy trenches. You would never know when a grenade would go off beside you. In these conditions you had to eat and sleep for days. Personal hygiene was always a problem. Even when you were rotated away from the Front, your rest period would be plagued with the fears associated with returning to battle. When these factors are considered, the miracle is that only 21% of our soldiers suffered illness.

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The second story was a biography of a friend’s father. When the Korean War began he was a nineteen year old postal worker, bored with his life in Sydney. The Australian Government asked for volunteers to serve with the United Nations in Korea. Ernie Holden answered the call. He, like so many others, thought it would be an adventure, thought he was serving his country and thought he was invincible. Time had marched on and the methods of killing were different. The results were not. Seventeen thousand Australian troops went to Korea. Three hundred and thirty nine were killed including five of Ernie’s mates. One thousand two hundred were injured, include Ernie Holden. He and a mate strayed into a mine field and were badly wounded. They lay in the mine field overnight not knowing whether they would see the light of day. When day break arrived, they were rescued. The Chinese held their fire while the stretcher contingent rescued them. To this day, Ernie carries eleven pieces of shrapnel in his body from the landmine, enough to set off the metal detectors in airports.

The third and most amazing story is a memoir published by June Collins. Goodbye Junie Moon deals with the Vietnam War. Like the currently popular Australian film, ‘The Sapphires’, June entertained the troops in Vietnam and like the film, her story is a rivetingly good read.

Goodbye Junie Moon is a book that interweaves two stories. June’s childhood, of riches and poverty in Australia during the 1950’s, is juxtaposed with her life as an exotic dancer in Vietnam during the war. Following a failed marriage, she decided to follow her dream of becoming a dancer. After learning her trade and dancing in clubs in Australia, June was obtained a job in the Philippines.  Various engagements in Japan and Korea follow then June is offered a contract in Vietnam importing and selling jewellery to the American Troops. Once there, she has second thoughts about the job description and began entertaining the troops instead.

In 1966, June was a curvaceous young blond. She toured across the length and breadth of South Vietnam performing for troops very close to battle zones. Initially she was a magician’s assistant, then an exotic dancer with her own troupe of Pilipino entertainers. The solders loved her.

When June began to tour her own entertainers she became aware of a get rich quick scheme involving the sergeants running the American Army Clubs. They were safe in the big towns. They never saw active service but demanded money from the performers who worked on the front line. Incensed, June reported them, gathered evidence against them and eventually addressed the US Senate hearings into corruption amongst the Armed Services in Vietnam. She co-authored ‘The Khaki Mafia’ with Robin Moore (The French Connection). That story was fiction based on fact. This is the true story of what happened in Vietnam. It is an absolute page turner with an erotic first chapter that has you hooked from the beginning.  June was a very brave young woman. Her story deserves to be read. She is one of our heroes.

Goodbye Junie Moon can be purchased at www.australianfamilystories.com,.au

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Clancy's comment: thanks, Kay. Great looking website.


http://www.australianfamilystories.com.au/


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6 November 2012 - Morris Publishing Australia


Copyright Gavan Rowe (c)


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Quote of the day:


"May you be in heaven half an hour


before the devil knows you’re dead."




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G'day guys,


I will continue to introduce a variety of people and organisations on this blog. Today I welcome my first guest publisher - Morris Publishing Australia - Elaine Ouston and Lou Morris. Elaine has a Masters Degree in Creative Writing and is an experienced editor. She teaches writing to adults in her home town and edits for other writers all over Australia.  Elaine has a passion for good writing, especially for children. She tours schools talking about writing and her books to encourage the next generation of writers. Lou is an accountant and financial adviser who looks after the financial side of the business and, as an avid reader, assists with the selection of manuscripts.


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Morris Publishing has achieved great things in a short space of time. They now have 11 authors in their stable, including yours truly, and the list is growing. Many of them have been writing for years and have won awards for their work. Who are they? Let's take a look.


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George Ivanoff


George  Ivanoff is a writer and stay-at-home dad residing in Melbourne, Australia. He has written over 60 books for kids and teens, including novels, chapter books, short story collections, school readers and reference books. He has books on both the Victorian and NSW Premier’s Reading Challenge booklists and has won a Chronos Award for speculative fiction. He is best known for his Gamers series of novels — science fiction adventures set within a computer game world.


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In past lives, he has worked in a comic book shop, in an office, in a market research call centre, as a pamphlet distributor, and as a web development consultant. These days he mostly sticks to writing… although he has been known to occasionally moonlight as an actor.  George has two cats, two kids, and one wife. He says, ‘They put up with me, and I am very content.’

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Darryl Greer


Darryl Greer is a lawyer and lives with his wife in the Gold Coast hinterland. He began to write seriously a few years ago. Before that, he had a number of published articles to his credit but the real love of his life now is novel writing, mainly thrillers and crime/mystery/suspense novels.


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Late in 2009 he published The Election, details of which can be found on his website www.darrylgreer.com.
Apart from writing, he enjoys walking, swimming, travel, theatre, cinema, reading - thrillers of course - and says he can still pen a song and play a  decent tune on the guitar.

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Hettie Ashwin


Hettie has been published widely published in America, United Kingdom and Australia in magazines and on line. The publications include, “A Prisoner of Memory: And 24 of the Year's Finest Crime and Mystery Stories by Ed Gorman (Editor), Martin H Greenburg (Editor), Six Sentences and other anthologies.


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On line and magazine credits include, Skive, The Outpost, The Yellow Room, Ripples Magazine, Linnet Wings, Artgaze Magazine, and the Queensland Writers Centre magazine with a humorous take on places to write.

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Jennifer Crane


"I started writing when I became a full time stay at home Mum, not because I had time on my hands, because I didn’t, but rather to keep my brain active and thinking of something other than the daily rushing around. It was a chance to escape into another world for a while, like reading, but I was doing the creating.


The first acknowledgment of my work was a Commended Award from The Victorian Cancer Council 2008 Art Awards for my poem ‘A Writer’s Words’. In the same year I published my memoir, ‘Spillover’, about the death of my horse to Hendra Virus. My children’s short story ‘My Reward’ was shortlisted for the Charlotte Duncan award in 2010 and I have had two children’s short stories published on Australian Women online, ‘Super Flower Power’ in 2011 and ‘Told’ in 2012.

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I grew up on an orchard and I gave up the art of ballet for horses, going on to compete in dressage and eventing and dabbling in Endurance riding, although I still love the theatre. Horses got into my blood and a highlight was seeing the 2000 Olympic dressage and show jumping competitions in Sydney."

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Dimity Powell


Dimity is an experienced writer and presenter. Since completing her formal study in writing, she has had a short story accepted in The NSW School Magazine and won many special mentions, top ten placings, and
commendations for her short stories and picture books.


She is an active presenter to children's groups in schools and libraries. Her children's book, PS Who Stole Santa's Mail, is her first published work, but I'm sure it won't be her last.


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Melissa Wray


"I grew up in Geelong and then moved to North Queensland with my family when I was 14. When I started writing it was more of a hobby for me. I enjoyed creating stories and then I started to become addicted to writing more and more! I write because it gives me the freedom to create a world of make believe with enough reality thrown in to make it believable.


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Destiny Road is my first published novel and I am very proud of it. I was never able to say thank you to my dad for saying yes when I asked could I live with him. He passed away several years ago and it has always bothered me that I could not get those words out before he died. Now with Destiny Road I feel like I have said them, so hopefully he knows."

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Kim Stedman


Kim lives on the outskirts of Perth, Western Australia at the base of the Darling Ranges. At 62 he’s had several demanding career paths including military service, working "on air" in radio and as a financial planner. His country roots provided a fertile learning ground. Even at an early age his aptitude for math was apparent.   His passions include taking the seeds of ideas and making them a reality and coaching others in core disciplines of personal improvement.


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His diversified interests include a passion for preserving heritage and history as  well as the integrity of the environment and rural communities.  As a grandfather he takes a deep interest in his grandchildren. Saying being around them keeps his thinking young; and that they are our future leaders.  Kim's very strong sense of self identity stems from strong family ties and the examples of the generation who experienced both the great depression and World War II.  With a background of military service, an ‘on air’ radio career that spanned fourteen years, and a financial planning career spanning fifteen years, he has experienced the responsibility and commitment of providing quality service to others.


Writing was inspired by the poetry of his late father and encouraged by his widowed mother. This was further enhanced in copy writing as a part of his radio career.  His first book, ‘The Road Home’, was a compendium of poetry penned in the early 1990's was published in 1997. It is being revised to become a motivational work. Currently Kim is working on his first novel exploring the impact of war on the lives of girls and women.      


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Stephen Anastasi


Stephen Anastasi the writer arrived suddenly and fully formed in 1992 in Charleville Queensland, in front of a computer screen. He is not able to say with certainty whether it was his stories that brought him into existence, or he that brought them into existence. Like Roald Dahl, one day he had an idea for a story, he sat down and began to write. Time passed without measure and mysteriously an adventure came to exist, in his case between the zeroes and ones that colour his hard disk - in Dahl’s case, in the soft blackness of a hotel pencil.


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Stephen regularly slips out of his writing space and falls into a world where there are teachers and students of science and mathematics. There, he does his best to make students believe that to a sufficiently advanced mind, physics, mathematics and magic are nearly indistinguishable. Occasionally a student gets it—sees the greater reality—and goes electric with understanding. Stephen likes to think that these students will carry a torch to others.

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Elaine Ouston


 
Elaine lives in Central Queensland, Australia. She has a Master of Letters in Creative Writing. She edits for writers all over Australia and teaches writing to adults in Rockhampton. After a career as a graphic artist, copywriter, and marketing consultant, she retreated from the rat race and turned to her longtime dream of writing children and young adult fiction. The first book in the series, The Mystery of Nida Valley is her latest. The second book in this series is to be released in May 2012.


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She is also working on a YA fantasy. Her previous publications include a short story, A Close Call, published in the NSW School Magazine, Countdown, a column in Writing Queensland magazine and a children’s chapter book, Lost in a Strange Land, published in America by CreateSpace and in Australia by Morris Publishing. The first book in her next series, Barben’s Magic Quest, is to be published in 2012.


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Kathleen O'Dwyer


Kathleen grew up at the base of the beautiful Darling Ranges in the outskirts of Perth Western Australia and was the second child of five, the eldest daughter of a talented artistic mother and a father with a mathematical genius who worked in the Public Service. She went on to get her teaching degree, graduating in 1973. She taught over a 30 year span, touching many lives in a positive way. With an exceptionally enquiring mind she has a variety of interests, some of which are, alternative healing modalities, environmentalism, psychology, anthropology, sociology and organic gardening.


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Her desire to be a full time mother had her financially challenged for over a decade, yet by using her innate skills to simplify, organise and plan, she maintained control over her finances and led a happy yet simple life. She is now passing on to anyone who needs it, the skills and strategies she learnt during this time.

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Clancy writes young adult fiction for reluctant readers but has also achieved success as a poet and photographer. He has lived in four countries, speaks three languages, has photography accepted and published in books in the USA (Innocent Dreams, Endless Journeys & A Trip Down Memory Lane), used as covers for magazines (‘The Australian Writer’ - 2008 &‘Victorian Writer' - 2008), has work registered with the International Library of Photography, published in literary magazines, and has written more than 145 short stories.


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Book trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPVEpan_Yxk&feature=youtu.be


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He has been short-listed and highly commended in writing contests: 2006,  2007 AND 2012 National Literary Awards, Raspberry & Vine (twice), Positive words, Australian Writers On-Line, Shaggy Sheep Tale, The Cancer Council Arts Awards (2005 & 2008), The Dusty Swag Awards (2010) and had ten short stories published in literary magazines (Page Seventeen, Branching Out & Positive Words), newspapers (The Standard, Mountain Views & The Advocate, Eyes and Ears), written articles for Kid Magazine in the USA and won a poetry prize to name a life-size statue designed by renowned Belgian sculptor, Bruno Torfs. In 2010, he was awarded a two-week mentorship by the National Education & Employment Foundation. He is now a full time writer and blogger but has been a speechwriter, public servant, farmer, and small business operator. Clancy has worked with street kids and draws on life’s experiences to write entertaining stories for kids.


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Clancy's comment: Morris Publishing Australia are fantastic to deal with. Elaine Ouston is switched on and proactive. Check out this document which she recently produced to promote her stable of authors.




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I can only recommend Morris Publishing Australia. It is a very supportive publishing company. Check out these authors ...

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