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Do you love good writing? So do we. If you have a short story, poem, essay or book review, we’d love to hear from you. We read and consider submissions on an anonymous basis, so it’s a level playing ground for everyone - whether you’re new to writing or an old hand. We've had a great response so far, but don't worry, there's plenty of room for new writing at Brain drip.

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We’re aiming to get off the beaten track - aiming to travel new ground in developing an online Australian literary magazine, which is free to read and free to submit to. We want to provide a forum for writers to be published, without barriers like paid subscriptions or needing to be an established writer. And for readers, you can catch up on the best new Australian writing right here, for free.

There’s nothing better to get you through the week than a good story... one you can’t put down. So pretty soon we'll be publishing new pieces weekly. In the meantime, we’d love to read your story.

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About the author:

Rob Duplock

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Rob Duplock is the managing editor of Brain drip. When he's not working on this here lit mag or working 9-5 as a web developer, he enjoys reading, writing and arithmetic - in that order.

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