The last goodbye – Friday Fictioneers
The burning in his eyes and thickness of his throat was this the moment when, he would succumb to tears ? — To see her things on sale the dress […]
The burning in his eyes and thickness of his throat was this the moment when, he would succumb to tears ? — To see her things on sale the dress […]
This week’s Visual Dare entry. A prompt for writing a 100 words story. Pictures courtesy of the prompt. With such a nice selection of pictures I could not choose. So […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis