Hunting for kittens
The desert was an endless stretch of sand rocks and a few thorny plants. The bus was almost empty. Just me travelling eastward to meet up with Kate again. On […]
The desert was an endless stretch of sand rocks and a few thorny plants. The bus was almost empty. Just me travelling eastward to meet up with Kate again. On […]
Queen Christa Corona had slept badly. Cold air had seeped under the blankets and not even first dog Cassandra had provided warmth enough for good dreams; even morning snow seemed […]
The ancient sailor sat by the shore staring at nothing with cataract eyes. “Sea will come to swallow us soon”, he muttered “It’s spring tide already, uncle?” He chuckled lighting […]
“Shift the bobbins.” The foreman shouted to be heard over the iron-looms groaning. We were only ten workers serving the steel-beast replacing two hundred weavers. I used to have pride […]
Vienna had changed for the better, the colors were brighter but the shadows were still as deep. Pulling down the fedora he lits a cigarette. Contract killing is mostly waiting, […]
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