because of their size they gather crystals and clouds sharp and sparse collections of sun-catchers until that first nasty week in June then they look soft – ...More
Travel & Environment
August 1 ● 1 min read
Where are all the stories? Some of them are currently travelling and they will eventually stop here. Stay tuned to read new ones or catch the bus to find them. And remember that if you want to read a different story all you have to do is change seats! We have beautiful short stories and poetry that you can read in 1 minute written by Year 8 and Year 10 students, or book extracts and short stories written by published and unpublished writers that it will take you around 20 minutes to read. We want to present a very diverse range of pieces because we all have different interests and sometimes a story doesn’t mean much to you but the next one will talk directly to your heart. This is the wonderful world of literature, and The Commuting Book is a very humble attempt by readers to pay homage to centuries of storytelling, the very fabric of being human. Join us and celebrate the world of words! #commutingbook #ReadNZ
because of their size they gather crystals and clouds sharp and sparse collections of sun-catchers until that first nasty week in June then they look soft – ...More
August 1 ● 1 min read
His hatred of cordyline australis was spawned in his ancestry. When the council planted them along the coastal path he couldn’t sleep, so strong was his lo ...More
August 1 ● 2 min read
It’s been nearly 70 years since my children left home. That sounds ridiculous but I am 120 years old. When they left, my house felt empty. I be ...More
August 1 ● 12 min read
Google maps you take me though the underpass fast on my bike in the night my lights flash on the shapes of down and outs the louts, layabouts who shout obsce ...More
November 17 ● 1 min read
The time had come. In the warm darkness of his egg, the flamingo chick moved. Crack! His mother stood up. She fussed about, touching the egg gently w ...More
September 21 ● 14 min read
Once I was riding on a weekend group ride. We were strung out along a straight, flat stretch of road. It occurred to me that the cyclists ahead of me would ...More
November 17 ● 1 min read