September Stories
This month, I thought I’d try my hand at writing a review-of-the-month post. While I have written a yearly review, I have never ever done a monthly one. I wonder…
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This month, I thought I’d try my hand at writing a review-of-the-month post. While I have written a yearly review, I have never ever done a monthly one. I wonder…
Read more about September StoriesI sit at the window, watching nature as she mourns. The sky is overcast, yet it is not raining. It is as if the sky is sad beyond tears. Nature…
Read more about Anger and Frustration“Empty your pockets or your bag. What do you carry? “ This is prompt #2 in the book “The Way Of The Fearless Writer” by Beth Kempton. If you have…
Read more about Freedom and PossessionsToday, I finally began reading and working on the book “The Way Of The Fearless Writer “ by Beth Kempton. If you have read my last blog post, “Fear &…
Read more about The Way Of The Fearless Writer by Beth KemptonIn my last blog post, I wrote about the gift I received from my friend Corinne : “The Way of the Fearless Writer” by Beth Kempton. Though I truly want…
Read more about Fear & EgoI sit at the window, a cup of tea by my side. The rain comes down in a soft whisper. It’s going to stay all day. It’s definitely not a…
Read more about Tea, Rain And A Good Book!The prompt for this month’s #wordsmatter blog hop is “twenty years ago I”. This blog hop is hosted by Corinne, Parul and Shalini, Here is my story, part fact, part…
Read more about Twenty years agoI read the prompt for the #words matter blog hop for October and I frowned. “It’s not that time of the year without…” I said the words aloud and shook…
Read more about The chapter is over #WordsMatterThis is the second installment of the #WordsMatter Blog Hop and our prompt for September is ‘when it rains’. Thank you Shalini, Parul and Corinne for hosting it. Rains and…
Read more about When it rains #WordsMatterOutside my window It stands outside my window A silent sentinel “Silent, did you say?” The leaves rustle in the breeze Annoyed. Suddenly a voice scolds me “Where is my…
Read more about Outside my window – Blog hopToday’s prompt on the Write Tribe’s Festival of Words was grief. A long time ago when my husband died, I had started writing in my journal. Today I am sharing…
Read more about GriefShe looked at the picture in her hand. Both of them smiling, hand in hand. He looking down at her with so many promises in his eyes. She looking up…
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