New writing

Fiction and prose by established and emerging authors. Send your poetry or fiction to Chris Brunette at litnetskryfwerk@gmail.com to be considered for publication on LitNet.

Please note that work previously published in print or on any online media platform will not be considered for selection.

 

The sad fact is beautiful, trauma is just like fire, and giving regret the once-over

Abigail George New writing 2019-11-20

“You’re mine, love, but
you belong to another, and as a man
you belong to the world.”

You did not take her Honour

Liberty Delsouiller New writing 2019-11-12

“She walks with her head
Higher than yours.
She carries no shame.”

All the king's horses

Ester October New writing 2019-11-12

“Harry’s burgeoning social life left Sue lonely and angry. In an effort to pick up the pieces, she had a makeover and tried to reconnect with him. She popped into his office to collect him for dinner after work, but found the office deserted.”

Where they can’t hurt me and Sylvia Plath

Abigail George New writing 2019-11-06

“They can’t hurt our words,
Sylvia. Let us dance, then, in the arms
of our lovers, and our friends”

Disgust

Ferdi Wheeler New writing 2019-11-06

“Mr Hicks cursed and stormed out into the reception room and said, sir, what is the problem, sir? He summed the stranger up and said, I know your sort. I have been taken in by your sort before, and then he ordered Fiona to call Sergeant Marais.”

Theoretical cartography

PP Fourie New writing 2019-10-31

“And, beyond those continents, in a tiny boat sailing off beyond the map, were – theoretically, for a short while – the two of us.”

Caged freedom

Basil Sadler New writing 2019-10-30

“I got used to the locked-up freedom
The hate-fuelled love of my kingdom”

Let us be

Etienne Lombard New writing 2019-10-24

“Do you really love me
or will you eventually set me free?”

Regret

Melissa Evans New writing 2019-10-23

“A fleeting stubbornness. She had always been reticent regarding her personal matters, and so did not enjoy the manner in which the Thought was prying.”

Respect

Abigail George New writing 2019-10-15

“It is enough to know now that you are the love of my life. I listen to eighties music now. I am happy. I want you to know that.”

MA in Kreatiewe Skryfkuns by die Universiteit van die Vrystaat

LitNet Akademies en skole 2019-10-10

“(Aspirant)-skrywer, -digter of literêre vertaler? Die UV bied aan jou ’n kursus waarvan die vernaamste oogmerk die ontwikkeling van ’n lewensvatbare publiseerbare manuskrip is – en jy doen dit onder leiding van twee bekroonde skrywers, Henning Pieterse en Francois Smith.”

The fireburnt mind

Heidi Henning New writing 2019-10-09

“Scattered ashes of daydreams”

Toy designers

Heidi Henning New writing 2019-10-08

“We pick the struggling succulents
Sparsely scattered on the barely surviving
Bleached lawn, prickled with camel thorns”

The Adhan is silent most mornings

Anifowoshe Ibrahim New writing 2019-10-03

“In every home there’s a room that holds the most powerful secrets. In every room that holds such secrets, there’s a table. A table that eavesdrops, that listens to all human discussions.”

Vrouedag-skryfkompetisie: Guardian angel

Danielle Robbertze Skryfkompetisies 2019-08-25

LitNet se Vrouedag-kompetisie – Poem by Danielle Robbertze:  

"You were my guardian
Now let me try to be yours"

Vrouedag-skryfkompetisie: A woman I remember

Caitlin Tredoux Skryfkompetisies 2019-08-24

LitNet se Vrouedag-kompetisie – Poem by Caitlin Tredoux: 

"Though I never knew your name,
motherhood connects us
as we care and try try try"

Vrouedag-skryfkompetisie: A woman I remember

Yvonne Botha Skryfkompetisies 2019-08-24

LitNet se Vrouedag-kompetisie – Flash fiction by Yvonne Botha: "She never disappointed us and although she wasn’t our mother she was and is a woman to be remembered."

Vrouedag-skryfkompetisie: I am not a woman

Heidi Slot Skryfkompetisies 2019-08-21

LitNet se Vrouedag-kompetisie – Flash fiction by Heidi Slot: "Alone in the harbour café in St Tropez we drink mineral water and read French magazines. We do not speak French, so we do not speak."

Vrouedag-skryfkompetisie: A woman I remember

Fabianne Vorster Skryfkompetisies 2019-08-21

LitNet se Vrouedag-kompetisie – Poem by Fabianne Vorster (11):

"Of course I couldn’t see
Because in my sleep she came to be"

Strandloper

Abigail George New writing 2019-08-21

"So, put that in your pocket for a rainy day. The world comes to life around me, and I’m alright again. I find it hard to trust people now. I go for long walks."

Top