Nina Smith's Blog: The Gothic Chicken, page 4
December 14, 2017
Indie Author Spotlight: Bethany Forrester
November 14, 2017
Character Profile: Mort
August 12, 2017
The Last Blasted Fairy: Chapter One
July 27, 2017
Food has Feelings too: A Treatise on Ethical Vampirism
July 21, 2017
Like a Goddamned Phoenix
March 29, 2017
Which Shadow Tribe is Your Star Sign?
February 9, 2017
Gutters at Twilight
It was a dark and stormy night, and-
No. I can't lie. It's February, and just about twilight, and I have the bright idea of taking my recently sprained ankle up and down a ladder for the purpose of cleaning my gutters in time for the impending Doomsday storm everyone on Facebook is sharing photos of right now. Photos EXACTLY LIKE THIS ONE:
So anyway...
I'm up the ladder cleaning a gutter, and my loyal offspring is demanding I come down and let him do it, before I hurt my ankle again. I'm hardly going to refuse an offer like that. I move the ladder to an easy spot, where I know the downpipe is always clogged up, and my strapping teenage son duly goes up there and cleans it out. When he's done, I go back up to clean a harder to reach area. That's when I see a rusted half metal pipe scrap sitting in the gutter. That doesn't need to be there. I'll just move it. I'll move that darn innocent looking rusted scrap of DOOM.
So I move it onto the roof, turn it upside down, and there's a nest crawling with paper wasps right there under my hand. Can you say heart attack? Flashing back to that time I accidentally stabbed a wasp nest with a pitchfork and got seen right off the premises by a swarm of outraged stingers, I slide down the ladder like Robin Hood, throw off my gloves, release my gutter-cleaning tongs into the wide beyond, and freak out at my offspring. He freaks out back, cos he was just up there. I freak out some more.
And speaking of Doom, I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE!
Happy Australian summer everyone!
PS My Dad moved the wasp nest off the roof today by sliding it along with a very long piece of pipe until it fell into the yard.
PPS My Dad is awesome...
January 24, 2017
Doom and Gloom: A Pixie Romance – Episode 4
So far in Doom and Gloom: A Pixie Romance: Pixie Gloom was having a quiet night at home playing with her poppets and some pins, when Moon Troopers knocked at the door and demanded to search the house. But while an unhappy Gloom is on the search for vampiric pineal glands with her pin, what is going on outside?
Doom and Gloom: A Pixie Romance Part 1
Doom and Gloom: A Pixie Romance Part 2
Doom and Gloom: A Pixie Romance Part 3
Will the Moon Troopers find the skeleton key? Will Doom survive? Stay tuned for the next exciting episode!
Doom and Gloom: A Pixie Romance is brought to you courtesy of the colour black and the number 13.
Starring Megan Weaver as Gloom
Yellow poppet as The Poppet
Vlad the ethical Vampire as Vlad
Jarrad Smith as the Terribly Polite Moon Trooper
Jarrad Smith as Doom
And several chickens.
December 4, 2016
Shortlisted!
I am super excited to announce that, thanks to nominations from some awesome fans, Shadow Book 3: Shiny Things has been shortlisted for the 50 best indie books of 2016!
Shiny Things is one of 100 books to be shortlisted. If you have read it and liked it, please please head over to Read Freely (just click or tap the graphic) and vote for me.
Read Freely will be gifting three lucky voters with a $50 Amazon giftcard. Just saying 
November 15, 2016
Blasted Fairies: Myth, Legend or Conspiracy Theory?
IF you believe that there is a tribe of fairies somewhere in Shadow who can shoot blasts of fire from their hands, chances are you've been had by a good storyteller, and probably fleeced of all your coins at the same time. Honestly, I've heard some compelling conspiracy theories in my time, but that isn't one of them. It's just not possible.
Now that I've made my own position completely clear, let me tell you how this story came about.
It all started with a Bloomin Fairy named Woody Strawhat. According to Mr Strawhat, one day a wild-eyed woman with dreadlocks and ragged clothes shot fire from her hands (right in front of him) at an unknown assailant, shoved the message in his hands and told him to run, then proceeded to run like a bearfly on fire herself. Naturally Mr Strawhat didn't hang around; he took the message straight back to his tribe, who spent about a year talking about it before giving it to a passing muse, who brought it to me.
A mysterious letter left by a Blasted Fairy.
Now no matter what you may think about the veracity of the source - and believe me, I have the greatest respect for Bloomin Fairies, but they do tend to blow things out of proportion - this mysterious letter poses a very real mystery. The pictograms show a definite Freakin Fairy influence, but the message is bewildering. For those of you who do not know your pictograms, let me explain.
First of all, the fiery symbol that dominates the page is a universal fairy symbol. It is a loud and clear cry for help. How regrettable that we should receive it far too late! The trees and lightning to the left look very similar to symbols I have seen for Shock Forest, which is near to the Bloomin Fairies who received the letter. What looks like a house, a few random splotches and a path could indicate a settlement. The path appears to lead to an explosion, which may indicate some kind of disaster - but this is where I start to have my doubts, for even in distant Shock Forest, a disaster of the magnitude this indicates would have been noticed, surely!
Finally, there is the mysterious figure in the top right hand corner. I am not sure what to make of this at all. Is it some kind of monster? Did these Blasted Fairies - if in fact the letter were genuine - live under the sway of some evil? It's hard to say, and in fact quite unsettling to think that something may indeed be out there.
The Blasted Fairy letter is now kept securely in the archives in Shadow City, awaiting the opportunity for further investigation. I would like to think it is a forgery, or some kind of mischief, but on the off chance it is genuine, then we have a very real problem in Shock Forest, and will one day have to deal with it.
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