Thank You Dear Backers All

fairy1- by helene magisson
Art by Helene Magisson

‘Thank you dear backers all’
sing the Magic Fish Dreaming Team.
‘We hold you in high esteem
For believing in our book dream.
We plan to do you proud
And thank you beautiful crowd
for answering our kickstarter call.
Bless you – one and all.’


Honour Blog Roll

Yvonne Mes

Dimity Powell

Tahirih Twyford

Anil Tortop

Amanda Francey

Renee Hills

Nancy Kent

Karen Tyrrell

Jacqui Halpin


Alison Stegert

Temily Eddington

Pamela Galeano

Felicity Plunkett

Catherine Greenman

Danny Letham

Katyoon Haghseresht

Elizabeth Kasmer

Paul Anthony Gerard

Elizabeth Lhuede

Alexandra Roberts

Zita Klaphake

Jo Hoffman

Ladan Ocora

Sally Knornschild

Christa von Zychlin

Mira Reisberg

Owen Allen

Rebecca Sheraton

Jocelyn Hawes

Lizzie Weigh

Jacque Duffy

Marcia Marseney

Valia Stevens

Laura Law

Robert Tidey

Gloria Webb

David Conley

Mel Irvine

Dr Anne Marshall

Frank and Judith Wark

Candice Lemon-Scott

Anna Gerard

Paul Gerard (Junior)

Janet Tallarigo Murphy

Aurorae Khoo

Melissa Shaw-Smith

Lailani Mirkazemi

Alan and Yvonne Perkins

Simon Michnowicz

Jenny Stubbs

Samantha Wheeler

Marie van Alphen

Lenora Riegel

Kerrie Morgan

Jan Cornall

H Lowe

Kevin Stark

Joly Laurence

Melody Grace Cave

Melina Dahms


Betty Cabral Collerson


Mandy Downing

Danielle Freeland

Katrin Dreiling

Margaret Morris

Joanna Dumaresq

Lydia Birt

Renee Price

Shirin Leila

Sam Eeles

Sonia Navidi

Chevallier Marthe

Helene Safajou

Kim Walti

Sonja van Kerkhoff

K Lyer


Jan Streater

Farah Moshirian

Honora Jenkins

Sam Bowhay


Cameron McDonald


Tanya Hempson

Lyn Oxley


Noss Laurence

Moala Eseta Pease

Marion Gaemers

Carol Bonny

Diane Finlay

Helen Ramoutsaki

Renee Farrant

Lucy McGinley

Jessica White

Catherina Van der Walt

Lorraine Gray

Julian Bluett

Shirley Lynn

Aisea and Naz

Carmel Dore

Vanessa Bromley

Jane Nicholsen

Sally Moroney

Brenda May

Krystyna Palka

Georgie Donaghey

Sheryl Gwyther

Debbie Kahl

Phelicia Gardner

Ricardo Vargas Lubbert


Sophie Masson


Laurie Trott

Tom Hearn

Karen Lane

Lydia Valeriano

Isobel Dore

Cherrie Ryan

Lea Goward

Vacen Taylor

Lyn Blanch

Joanne Austin

Norah Colvin

Cristina Whitehawk

Elizabeth Dere

Pixi Robertson

Mehera Moroney

Brynda Lattimore

Liz McLeish

Neiedenberger Edouard

Stephanie Hansen

Toloui Wallace’s

Tyrion Perkins

Kate Shapcott

Grant Hindin Miller

Edmond Keven Bona

Renee S.


A special thank you to Write Links, the Children’s Book Academy, the Inspiration Garden, Soul Food Writing buddies,  friends from writing groups I have been in, blog followers, the Creative community of Far North Queensland and the Baha’is for their  support.  

Thank you also to all  who so enthusiastically shared the kickstarter link with their friends, family and communities.

Art by Helene Magisson

Animated Dream Walker

Sharing an old chapbook of mine over on my ripple poetry blog.

Ripple Poetry


Walking through
images of the mind

treading the pathways
of a dream

spinning in the world

by a moving thought

resulting from
a burning of fingers of the heart,

continues the wanderer.

Once journeying begins
it can never end . . .

intoxication has set in.

(c) June Perkins

From Shadow Puppets, p.8 This poem was written in my youth.

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Spiral Staircase to the Song

Ah the good old days of group blogging in the world created by Soul Food.

Lemurian Abbey in Gilead, Lenore


Dancing Culture- By Gumbootspearlz

For more of this adventure head to Unity’s Cabin

My hair and clothes had been smoked, smoked by the lady with the smoking leaves. She called on her Elders in the story place to the listening time in the story circle under the trees. Under the trees was the moonlight. In that moonlight were the guardians, the guardians of the stories of the messengers, of the stories of the breakers of the new dawn.

Guardians of different forms of knowledge gathered in the story circle. They were summoned by the smoke which wove itself into intricate circles and spirals in the air. The Spirals formed into the shape of shells, and the shells sang memories and prophecies. The lady with the smoking leaves had long white hair and wore a finely carved bone necklace. The necklace was so intricate and showed the craft of her son…

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Being Visible, being understood, Sally A. Knornschild


Sally A Knornschild is one of the Soul food bloggers I met  on the Serpentine Road, through Heather Blakey’s creative story worlds maze  and writing trigger blogs.

She was a great support when I first set out into the world of blogging and then more creative fantastical writing.  It was  interesting to hear how she feels about writing.

 1) What is easiest about writing for you?

This is the hardest question! I have a great love of reading and words put together in sentences that invoke emotional, visual, or inspirational responses. Reading and writing have always sustained me during difficult times and gave me something to do during those vast times of being alone which I preferred.

 2) What is the most difficult?

The most difficult part of writing is just doing it. Writing is so much a part of me that I sometimes feel guilty making it a priority in my life. Instead I tend to think of my writing as a treat to be done as a reward for doing tasks I dislike such as housework. In addition, when I write and share my words then don’t receive response, I feel discouraged like I’m not good enough or failed to move someone enough for them to want to comment. Writing would be easier for me if my deepest fear of not being good enough weren’t tied to it.

3) What career wish would you like most to come true?

I love my creativity and am now both an author and artist which has been my dream since childhood. However, I would love to be able to push myself to doing more of it and putting myself out there to possibly earn money from it.

4) Why do you write?

My parent’s divorce when I was nine affected me greatly. Since people didn’t talk to their children about their feelings back in the early 1960s, I took to writing in my first diary around the age of 10 or 11. That turned into writing letters to my father when he joined the Merchant Marines and went to sea shortly thereafter.

I had so much to write about; so much I was learning about life and intuition that I couldn’t talk about but found ways to write about.

I love writing about real life magic, how pieces of life fit together in a puzzle. I love to write about feelings and places and I love to write poetry. I have written some fiction which I find incredibly fun and the same is true for comedy. I also write because, for some reason, I have found that speaking words can trigger reaction and cause people to think I am crazy, bizarre, etc. But when people read the written word they tend to have a different response. Perhaps it is because they can reread those words and take time to respond rather than react…except on facebook where they often react without reading or rereading!


5)  Have you met any inspiring writers and who were they?

I have met so many writers, aspiring and professional. Christopher Allen Poe, Edgar’s great-great nephew, is my most recent friend.  His enthusiasm for the written word and the paranormal (one of my most favorite subjects) inspires me. Zoe Keithly, Write Yourself Well has shown me the benefits of using writing as a tool for health. And you, my dear June, for you have endless energy, motivation, and boundless creativity. In fact I have been inspired by all of my friends from the SS Vulcania and Hestia’s Hearth…but you more than any!

[That’s so sweet Sally]

6) What makes you keep writing?

I keep writing because it helps me to heal, it satisfies me, and because my friends keep encouraging me to write. The challenge I am overcoming is the effects of being unacknowledged and invisible both in childhood and adulthood. Writing helps me to feel better about myself.

Writing then reading what I have written shows me how amazing and intelligent I really am for even I cannot deny my own words. I truly know the power of words and have seen my own words bring people to tears or move them into gales of laughter. I write because I hope that all people come to understand the power of words and what an incredible affect and opportunity for so many changes words can bring to the world.


You can find Sally at her blog: 

Ghosts in the Cane

Been thinking about those Ghosts in the Cane again lately.

Rose and Swan Theatre

the cane2

First there was a song, then everyday spooky, and gradually as I worked in the Tholos the ghosts in the cane began haunting. The Cane Ghosts will be back I am sure.


Are the ghosts in the cane always filled with melancholy? I am not sure if they are always sad. Sometimes perhaps they are happy. The dove cooed this morning after the gentle rains that precede the coming of the wet season of summer.

Sometimes I forget that it will rain for months on end. I forget what it is like to be without the tears that hit the soil again and again.

Then – I forget what it is to have a dry day. Rain is all there is. The wet days are often sticky like honey, like sugar.

This year we will leave when the rainy days come. We will take a journey from one end…

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