Voices in my Head : Part three Pablo Wairua

For such a young man Pablo Wairua’s voice carried much gravitas. Wizened beyond his years, the way he spoke had a purpose, strength, and poise. I would come to know that he understood the nature of the creation, from thought to word and then manifestation, so I used language carefully, intentionally, and courageously. Born to …

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Voices in my head : Part One Lord Buford Somerset

When I first started to express my creativity via the written word I could hear the words rise in my head. Initially, the voices were those of the characters I was writing about. The young Inuit girl that followed the bird out into the arctic wilderness, and then perished, my friends when I wrote the …

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I hear you LOUD and clear :Part Six

I owe a great deal to Sean Woollgar at https://swv.co.nz/. The website you see in front of you, the ebooks you read (were all formatted by him). The book trailers for Sanctum, The Light Guides the Way, The Darkness Holds Sway, The Eyes of Love See All and All Roads Lead to Parihaka were all filmed, edited, sound engineered, and …

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I hear you LOUD and clear : Part One

I have never been a full-time creative imaginist who spends hours banging out books. I have had to hold down jobs that have allowed me to forge my path, employing a book cover designer, an editor/proofreader, web designers, animators (for the book trailers for Entwined/United), creative video producers/directors (both of which I am too) and …

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Sanctum : A Love Story

The fever that gripped me for two weeks after my possession cooled after the textbooks were filled. Yet my poetic heart blossomed, and I spent my nights composing poems for muses that came into the bars I worked in around the world. Romances and lovers came along with my gifts, and I gratefully accepted every …

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Tales of the Tormented : Part Three

My body paced throughout the house that late afternoon. No one was home as it stormed through the bedrooms, revolt spilling from my pores and infecting the environment like a pungent stench. Scott eventually came back home and when he did I walked towards him and in a moment of overpowering I bleated out on …

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Tales of the Tormented : Part Two

Had I known at the time that my girlfriend was clairvoyant, claircognizant, clairaudient, and a powerful intuitive because of these abilities I may have listened to her. Our relationship had recalibrated by the time I had gone on a double date with Scott, Pip, and Orna to see a movie at the Metropolis Theatre in …

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Tales of the Tormented : Part One

It was in the early 1990s that the faucet of my literary spring was turned back on after an incident in an apartment in Dunedin. The four-bedroom apartment was in the centre of the city, at the south-eastern side of the Octagon (central city square). It was the top level of the three-story building, a …

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