Scrivener

Forgive the pop up ad'; but this is how I got a discounted version of SCRIVENER. I was recently told about Scrivener* as a writing program which is particularly suited to longer works because it can organise all your notes and research and drafts in one place and allow you to work with split screens. I've … Continue reading Scrivener →

Seeing the mountain and other stories…

Just remembered I've also had this title on Kindle for a while now. Happy to email anyone who wants a free copy one in PDF format - if you'd care to have a look. The cover, I now realise, is awful.

Teaching a unit with historical fiction

Ancient Egypt tells a tale https://stephenjkimber.atavist.com/ancientegypthistory … Above is a link to a little unit of work I created to teach ancient history using historical narrative; specifically a short story called Little Hatshepsut. The story is available, along with 32 other stories (and brief historical notes on each story) via Amazon in the book hiSTORY, by Stephen Kimber. … Continue reading Teaching a unit with historical fiction →

Domain… ahh

Interesting (now that I think about it) that websites can live in one's own domain; with all the royal prerogatives that that implies. This may explain my kingly mood in now owning my own domain at http://historynarratives.com/

The immigrant’s love song

2014 He had long, long fingers; suited, I decided, to playing classical piano. They danced a little nervously across his forehead, playing with a long curling tendril… Bah, what was I thinking… Get a grip, Rani Silva. It’s Tuesday 10:15 a.m. and you’re in a modern history tutorial supposedly learning about how changes to migration … Continue reading The immigrant’s love song →

The sun rose in the west

The sun rose in the west and coloured the hills. First they were velvet dark, not quite black, then burnt umber, flaming orange-red, limpid platinum. Light gathered. The hills became distinct, hard dry mounds that the sun reached from, taking hold of the day, making it hard and brittle too. A party of men came … Continue reading The sun rose in the west →

Another sorcerers apprentice

Wrote this story for a competition in response to an art work showing a be-suited man with rabbit's head doing something magical with a woman's head in a jar and surrounded by buzzing red sprites... Didn't win but I liked it. So here it is, unleashed... Darkness… coolness… walls… smells. Rubbish? Bins? Hands on head…ooh. … Continue reading Another sorcerers apprentice →

Little Hatshepsut

Like a miracle, a light rain had drifted in from the sea. The sea was a long, long way off and Ahmes looked at it as if it was strange emissary from Hapy[1]. Rain was rare in her world. Little pock marks on the river below her. It looked pretty but she still thought the … Continue reading Little Hatshepsut →