While sulking after the most recent argument I had with you-know-who, my 14" screen glared at me. It spoke to me to about the futility of spilt-milk. My fingers moved caressingly over the keyboard and I found real gems on relationships. How convenient! I said to myself,"I have the same thoughts and I feel the …
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Playing Jenga with your writing
Jenga is a popular game of both mental and motor skills. Players take turns to remove a block from a tower and balance it on top, creating a taller structure. The game requires strategy. You have to know which block to remove so that your structure does not topple over. Why am I talking about …
writing prompt – Fireside Chat
Fireside chat The logs crackled, moths buzzed around, the campfire heat radiated on her bare shoulders. Her eyes smiled, we sat there all night talking through our eyes using silent words to communicate.
It’s Complicated
In short stories, when I come to endings, I feel I can end in more than one way. I get the idea of a short story from real life, but most of the times, it is just a phrase that I overheard somewhere or a scene in a restaurant that I witnessed. I elaborate that …
Writing Prompt – By the dark of dawn
Mom left home just before dawn, dad left later after dropping me to school. I went to after care and then home just before dinner. I do not know when mom came home from work dad was the parent I saw. Then one day I was told dad needed a surgery to help his ailing …
Contentment- A rare feeling?
There are a lot of us who are aggravated, annoyed, angry most of the times. There is always a heaviness in our heart and a complain on our lips.So few of us feel the calmness of the mind. How would total bliss feel? I decided to write about that sought after Utopian feeling. This is …
To blush or to bruise
Blushing and Bruising - Two experiences constantly affecting human psychology. You blush and bruise so many times a day, you don't pay too much attention to it. Unless of course, you are blushing because you have fallen in love recently or you are bruised because you have been dumped recently. When you are fifteen and …
Writing Prompt – After Sundown
I walked up to the edge and inhaled the warm air that rose from the valley. Fireflies ate up the darkness below. The restlessness of stray dogs was apparent in their howls. Behind me in the yellow mud house, Mrs. Ruth lit a candle. The teenage couple copulating under the sequoia finished hastily. Life in …
Are writers a selfish and lonely breed?
I feel writers love to be by themselves so their creative juices can flow without any hindrances.They sit endlessly on their computers or with their notepads pouring out their imaginations. God save anyone who comes and disturbs their chain of thoughts during that time, they can really get super creative in showing their irritation and …
Writing prompt – Starlight, Earth-shine
A concert under the starlight Under the night sky, we walked, you and I. The dim light of the stars created a halo around us making us appear like ghosts with a form. Our feet sank in the cool desert sand as brown as the color of earthly human emotions. Under the night sky when …
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