Bec DempseyWriting number gamesThis year has been my most successful year ever, writing-wise and 2022 is not even halfway done yet. For a decade I’d have at most a story…May 22, 2022May 22, 2022
Bec DempseyNeed a poet?We all have abilities we bring to our professional lives, some bring the endurance of athletes, the focus of gamers, the eye for detail of…May 8, 2022May 8, 2022
Bec DempseyBreaking throughSarah had described it as a struggle; it was like breaking the surface of the water as she came up, late, for air. Sarah spent many hours…Sep 26, 2018Sep 26, 2018
Bec DempseyEpioneDuring the squall, the young woman centred the vortex. Greasy newspaper pages gusted, struck, then peeled away. They wheeled in the wind…Sep 6, 2018Sep 6, 2018
Bec DempseyThothFrom atop her hiding place in the old shed, Leah thrilled at the sight of the old bird. He was a sign. She brushed the sun bleached wisps…Aug 18, 2018Aug 18, 2018
Bec DempseyAutomatic WritingNever had a teacher. I had a voice. It filled my head. You can’t step into the same river twice. The voice moved my hands. You can’t read a…Aug 15, 2018Aug 15, 2018
Bec DempseyStudy tips I wish I’d hadI spent years in classrooms, lecture theatres, and in discussion threads. I graduated with knowledge, not just about the subjects studied…Aug 1, 2018Aug 1, 2018
Bec DempseyThere’ll Be Nothing Left, Except My ShoesThey weren’t new. Perhaps they’d been a deep leathery brown, even shiny, in their prime but now it seemed they’d seen too much harsh…Jul 27, 2018Jul 27, 2018
Bec DempseyCall and ReturnIt was always like this, night after night for a whole shadowy season… him and her. She backed away, her dark eyes large with fear, her…Jul 23, 2018Jul 23, 2018
Bec DempseyHis Mona LisaSea spray plasters a few last grey hairs across his head in thin, ragged strips as he droops over the jetty rail. Peering down, he avoids…Jul 18, 2018Jul 18, 2018