North West Cancer Research

Moonshine Noire

In April 2018, students from Southport College, including myself, will be taking on a challenge of a lifetime.  Over two gruelling days, staff and students will take on the wild and push themselves to the limit. They will abseil over 150ft, explore caves and tunnels, waterfall and cliff jump, zip wire over quarries and live in the outdoors under canvas with minimal supplies.

We are undertaking this challenge in support of North West Cancer Research.

The money raised is for a very worthy cause. North West Cancer Research is the only independent cancer research charity fighting the toughest cancers in North West England and North Wales. The charity only funds the very best cancer research into fighting those cancers that affect you locally. The carefully targeted research is independently and internationally scrutinized to make sure your donation makes the biggest difference possible. £13 million will be spent on cancer research…

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Why Smashwords ?

Notes from An Alien

I self-published my novel nearly seven years ago. At first, I was using FastPencil; with a print and ebook edition distributed to Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and a number of other retailers… Smashwords Review and Predictions

In September of last year, I switched to Smashwords.

That meant dropping the production of the print version; but, one day, I may add print back…

I feel good about the move to Smashwords—it feels “cleaner” than Amazon (none of that seemingly constant “How is Amazon mistreating authors again?” stuff…); though, I still sometimes buy a kindle e-book…

I’ve done quite a bit of posting here about Smashwords; if you take that last link, you might see this post at the top of the scrollable list…

One thing about Smashwords, even though it’s e-book-only—they distribute much more widely than Fastpencil.

I know many writers are still stuck with the idea that having a book…

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North West Cancer Research

In April 2018, students from Southport College, including myself, will be taking on a challenge of a lifetime.  Over two gruelling days, staff and students will take on the wild and push themselves to the limit. They will abseil over 150ft, explore caves and tunnels, waterfall and cliff jump, zip wire over quarries and live in the outdoors under canvas with minimal supplies.

We are undertaking this challenge in support of North West Cancer Research.

The money raised is for a very worthy cause. North West Cancer Research is the only independent cancer research charity fighting the toughest cancers in North West England and North Wales. The charity only funds the very best cancer research into fighting those cancers that affect you locally. The carefully targeted research is independently and internationally scrutinized to make sure your donation makes the biggest difference possible. £13 million will be spent on cancer research over the next five years and every penny you raise in your participation of this event will go towards this ground breaking research.

I am fundraising for North West Cancer Research. Too many families are affected by . My mum has been battling it on/off since she was my age. My target goal is £250.

https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/fatima-ammar

Please donate and help us make a difference.

Donating through JustGiving is simple, fast and totally secure. Your details are safe with JustGiving – they’ll never sell them on or send unwanted emails. Once you donate, they’ll send your money directly to the charity. So it’s the most efficient way to donate – saving time and cutting costs for the charity.

https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/fatima-ammar

Rearview of Earth

my Berber’s anaemic

paler today than my siblings

the African sun misses kissing my skin

I’m translucent under this Northern spotlight

my soul remains darker than sin

 

once upon a time

butterflies landed on my open palms

with no qualms

now even children run away

 

“It was your kind… the explosion

the attack

the shooting

the stabbing…”

 

I blink. My kind?

Homo sapiens? 

Or is it Berbers?

Or Muslims?

Ah, lucky guess…

No. It wasn’t me.

Did you shoot your classmates?

“You can’t make that argument,

there’s no comparison.”

You’re right… 

There is absolutely no comparison

You don’t have to apologize for strangers

who do more to threaten your existence

than any other group on earth.

my friend was killed 

by a bomb

and my uncle was arrested

for being the wrong colour

why are you yelling at me?

I didn’t strap myself

to anything 

but a noose one time

– I chickened out,

did you do it?

 

I’m not even spiritual

I’m an outcast

a reject

a degenerate

a heretic

an anarchist

a godless fucker

 

she called me an alien

a freak of nature

“what colour are you?!”

“I’m brown… but not really???”

 

Berber hair hangs by my ears

in silky braids whispering in the wind

Black, darker still than my eyes

Do I have a home?

I’m foreign here

I’m foreign there

Illegitimate

Motherland rejects traitors

I am a traitor of blood

I slept with a white woman

she teased me and tousled

my pin-straight hair

 

You’re so exotic,” she said

Like papaya fruit? Like lemurs?

Like aliens?

 

“I don’t usually go for the dangerous type.”

Dangerous?

“Yeah, you’re so mysterious

I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

I’m not.

“See? That’s dangerous.”

 

I love your skin.

But what of me?

I’m more than my carnal cage

more than a pigmentation

more than your charity fetish

less than human

but only just

 

A/N: Everything is a double entendre. As usual. Image of Berber child.

Tom Bombadil Senryu Chain

bold eyes sparkle blue

his boots are yellow, he sings

and jacket bright blue

a merry fellow

with his crown of autumn leaves

Iarwain Ben-adar *

Ancient in the woods

on his musical command

all freeze and obey

the one who brings gifts

of flowers to Goldberry

he’s Old Man Willow

(A/N: Oldest And Fatherless in Elvin)

Erase The Old Realism – Ch 1

Moonshine Noire

CW: Drugs, Addiction, Mental Disorders

The empires collapsed to rubble. Skyscrapers dragged down to the ground. It was chaos. I could smell the end. It smells of tequila, cannabis, and strawberry shampoo. It’s so cold so cold so cold. But I’m not shivering from cold. My own teeth are frigid icepicks. Carved diamond hard, I think I’ve cut my lip. Maybe it was someone else’s teeth that nipped me.

Haha, nipped. What a strange word. N-I-P-P-E-D. Something valid rhymes with it. Ah yes, tripped. That’s what happened to me. Why I was on the floor. The floor, I could hardly see it. I stand up. Gracefully I think. Maybe I’m too drunk for that. Ah well. I’m up either way, squashed between two shirtless dancers. One’s a woman, I note with vague interest. I need to move.

People were packed like sardines in those decorated tins that you peel open…

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Four Tunisian Women Writers You Should Know

Arabic Literature (in English)

In the summer 2017 issue of The Charles River JournalTunisian poet-journalist-translator Ali Znaidi, who is also the editor of our sister site Tunisian Literature (in English), wrote a dispatch about the 2017 Tunis Book Fair. Because of the strong scene of women writers in Tunisia, the majority of writers Znaidi discussed were women:

With permission from Znaidi and The Charles River Journal, a list for Women in Translation Month (#WiTMonth) of four Tunisian women writers you should know.

Houyem Ferchichi:

Znaidi describes a talk organized by award-winning Tunisian novelist Kamel Riahi, who was one of the “Beirut39” best Arab writers under 40, to discuss “the aesthetics of the image in short story writing.” The talk moved around the experiences of Ferchichi and Fatma Ben Mahmoud.

Houyem Ferchichi, Znaidi writes, “is a literary journalist and short story writer. She has published her short stories and poems…

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