In It For The Long Scrawl, a literary mag created by teens, is keen to publish work by writers aged between 13 and 18. Submissions close August 15.
All the Best, a weekly Aussie radio show, is looking for very short fiction in which your city or home town is destroyed in an apocalypse. An excerpt will be played on the radio and the rest will be published on their website. Send your stories to email@example.com before August 16 to be considered.
The Australian Poetry Journal 4.2 is open for unthemed poems, multimedia works and pitches for short articles (reviews, poetic memoirs, etc) until August 31.
The Shoe Alternative, a website designed to help women figure out what they want to do with their lives, is looking for fiction, articles, interviews, reviews, artwork and more based around the theme ‘Dare to Dream.’ Submissions are open until the end of September.
Overland is looking for pitches on several nonfiction topics, including racial discrimination in dating and payment for writers. Accepted pieces will be published on the online magazine. When pitching, you should explain your article in 50 words and come up with a realistic deadline.
Tupulo Press is open for submissions of book-length and chapbook-length poetry until Thursday July 31. Published works will be distributed across the United States, but poets of any nationality are welcome to enter.
In celebration of The Stella Prize, the Suburban Review will be releasing an issue called the Stellar Edition to celebrate the literary feats of women. The deadline for submissions of short fiction, poetry, artwork and photography is Sunday August 3. They’re running a Pozible campaign that will allow them to pay all contributors $100, so if you’d like to donate, see the website for details.
And of course Ricochet is still accepting submissions of poetry, short fiction, nonfiction, reviews, artwork and photography until Friday August 1.
In case you haven’t heard of it, Pitch, Bitch! is a brilliant new initiative that encourages young female writers to pitch their work for publication.
It was established as a community for female writers who may feel inadequate about their writing prowess, in comparison to male peers who, anecdotally at least, aren’t as discouraged by rejection. The first Wednesday of every month has been designated Pitch, Bitch day, and those who participate can use the #pitchbitch hashtag on Twitter to post about their achievements.
The great thing about the Pitch, Bitch! Tumblr is that it’s a stellar resource for all fledgling freelancers, not just those of the female persuasion. It’s full of interviews with editors, successful pitch examples and advice articles about how not to pitch and how to respond to criticism.
With all that on hand, it can still be hard to know where to send your pitch, particularly when you want to get paid and there are so many not-for-profit and volunteer-based publications out there. Who Pays Writers in Australia? is a good place to start – writers anonymously post pay rates for popular commercial websites and print publications, and there are notes of caution about late payers and tricksy organisations, so you can tread in knowing what to expect. It’s a few years old but the Emerging Writers’ Festival also has a list of pay rates for various magazines and websites.
In honour of tomorrow’s #pitchbitch day, we’ve put together a list of publications that do pay, and a breakdown of the subjects they are interested in (some were hard to pigeonhole, so they’ve been slotted into several categories).
The May edition of Ricochet Magazine is now available for download on our literary journal page.
The May edition features…
The Faraway Nearby (review) by Nick Gadd
Questions of Travel (review) by Victoria Nugent
Green Bench, Blue Church by Laura McPhee-Browne
Baby My Baby by Alexandra Scale
Small Claims by Kate Robin-White
TOUR LE MONDE (Degustation Menu) by Sasha Shtargot
Before School by Amber Dique-Bellette
The Least Spiritual Animal by Steve Brightman
Unusual Shapes by Steve Brightman
Take me Swimming by Natalie Harman
Blue Poles by Anthony Myraid
A Good Deed Has Its Own Reward by Annette Siketa
Disaster Song by Gregory Crosby
Fast Song by Gregory Crosby
[She] by Hannah Forrest
Sanctuary by Sarah Marchant
Two Oaks by Jocelyn Richardson
The Snow by Tyler Tsay
A Practical Bone by Laura McPhee-Browne
This was the winner of our book pack for favourite Australian short story.
The baby was in bed with her now. She had her arms around its impossibly tiny body and its warm head close on her belly. The girl, for she was only a girl and not a mother despite what the nurse had said, was cold and knew the baby would be too. She’d no heating in this flat, just piles of paper and clothes which she sometimes considered throwing into the fireplace and setting alight for the warmth. Instead she lay still and considered her heart. Imagined it inside her chest so still and strange. The baby was ten days old and the girl’s heart didn’t pulse for the baby. Though she would hold it close for now.
The girl had lived a sort of heady life – out of home at fourteen then heroin to show them, heroin to please him, heroin to pretend until now. She was so young and had known more about the bitumen than herself, how it melted in the Melbourne summer and stuck to her shoes as she sat, nodding near the park at midday. The girl’s shoes had electric yellow curly laces she had stolen from Big W near closing time on a Saturday night. They made her smile.
After two the girl got out from under the covers with a sweaty sheen on her chest. The baby was dribbling and felt too hot so she brought it to the sink for a sort of bath. She let the cool water drip through her fingers onto the baby’s belly button and fat kicking legs. The girl tried not to think about how she had felt before the baby was born, purple and red, from her vagina. The appointments at the clinic had begun each time on a ratty chair in the waiting room, her hands clasped over her big stomach and a pink smile on her face. Each appointment seemed more real than anything else and she loved the way the doctor would talk to her, soft and clear and exact, telling her about how her child was faring inside of her and what to expect upon birth. The warmth of her body from the baby inside had helped her to stop being sad and she thought that perhaps this was what she was going to be; a young and capable mother, wheeling her pram and cooing to her babe amongst the throng.
Read the rest of this story when Ricochet Magazine goes live at 12pm (AEST) on Monday May 19.
Laura McPhee-Browne is a social worker and writer of short stories and poetry from Melbourne, currently living in Toronto. Laura tweets micro-fiction daily @laurahelenmb.
This was the winner of our book pack for favourite Australian poem.
Bunched up, blighted,
Clutched tight against
This, our coveted life-light,
With finger clams,
Apple cheeks and
This, our tiny creation,
Apportioned to you—
This, our little
Alexandra Scale is a keen word enthusiast studying a Master of Arts (Writing and Literature) at Deakin University. She is currently on exchange at the University of Iceland; you can catch up on all her wanderings and ramblings at 150daysiniceland.wordpress.com.
We’re hard at work on our next edition (mark it in your calendars – it all goes live on May 19!)
But first, we’d like to announce the winners of our book prize packs, which go out to the authors of our favourite Australian short story and poem. It was a tough decision, because we were really pleased and impressed by the overall standard of submissions. We’d like to thank everyone (both Aussies and overseas folk) who took the time to send something in.
A big congratulations to our winners:
FAVOURITE SHORT STORY
Green Bench, Blue Church by Laura McPhee-Browne
Baby My Baby by Alexandra Scale
You can expect to receive your snazzy book packs in the mail next week.
If you’d like to take a peek at the winning pieces, we’ll be posting excerpts before the magazine’s official launch on Monday May 19.
To everyone else who submitted short stories, poems and non-fiction, we’re in the process of finalising our feedback. If you haven’t heard back from us by early next week, please feel free to email us, or poke us with a very sharp stick.