Mark J. Keenan

These were the first six words I wrote on beginning my residency at the Katherine Susannah Prichard Writers’ Centre last week. And they s...

Occasionally, I let people read it. I am currently working on my first, full-length, fiction manuscript. It's challenging, and sometimes ...

But it’s not just any door. Not at all, because it is the door to one of the retreat cabins at Katharine’s Place, the Katharine Susannah ...

A splash of routine, a pinch of process and a dash of intuition. This is the recipe that I am hoping will create a successful second draf...

At 11:40 PM on New Years Eve, I was reading. My wife was next to me on the couch catching Pokemon, my 19 year old son was having a snooze...

John Forrest National Park, on the eastern edge of Perth, is Western Australia’s oldest national park. It is a beautiful place with two n...

NANOWRIMO, you are a foul-smelling beast, wretched in your hunger for words, eating at my soul, devouring all my time, awakening me in th...

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Harper Grayson had seen lots of people burn on TV, everyone had, but the first person she saw burn for real was in the playground behind ...