And Never the Twain Shall Meet
A short fiction in response to Yeah Write’s weekly fiction prompt – “He looked overworked at only half past noon.” Pic Credit – David Clare on Flickr It was a beautiful spring… Read more »
A short fiction in response to Yeah Write’s weekly fiction prompt – “He looked overworked at only half past noon.” Pic Credit – David Clare on Flickr It was a beautiful spring… Read more »
I looked at the brush in front of me. Did I really have to use it? Colors were calling out to me, begging to be experienced, to be felt. I… Read more »
When I pitched this idea of writing about men and shopping to my husband, he sounded very upbeat and said “Go for it!” He even came up with this title!… Read more »
The day I would finally meet one of my favorite authors in person was finally here. Now if only CA-101 would let me reach the place! Bumper to bumper traffic… Read more »
Her last will is read. Some are suddenly richer than the others. Somber silence is now replaced by a scuffle between siblings. A lone shoe makes its way over the… Read more »
I saw him for the first time while walking home from school. He was on sitting on his porch, a gangly boy with sandy brown hair and a brooding, almost… Read more »
As I near another birthday and an unmentionable age, I am tempted, as I am every year, to look back at memorable days and days I would rather forget. My… Read more »
This fiction piece is in response to the Writing Reader’s prompt – Insomnia For those who sleep soundly, a full night’s sleep is never enough. The struggle to wake up… Read more »
This vindaloo we’ve ordered is vicious! My mouth is on fire and ice water isn’t helping. It’s suddenly sweltering in here. My palms are all sweaty. It’s probably just the… Read more »
It has been a while since I wrote a post about my to-read list. Truth is, I’ve been really focused on writing fiction lately. Potential storylines, protagonists and antagonists keep… Read more »