Hello! Could there be another time to discuss 'Urban Nightmare' ? That's the theme for this month's WEP Challenge. And aren't we living it every moment? I've attempted a flash, and while the premise remains the same (I can't seem to break away from my preferred style of writing) but I've attempted not to talk …
If there’s one thing we inherit from our mothers…
Hi friends One of my short stories titled "If there's one thing we inherit from our mothers, it's certainly their madness' was picked up by Women's Web for the Muse of the Month Contest. I had titled the story 'Crazy Scribbles from Mom' but the title was changed by the portal. Also, I struggled to …
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WEP February 2020- Results
Here are the results of WEP February 2020. An invigorating prompt "Cafe Terrace" . I feel elated to have made it to the final shortlist. Do check out the results as well as the lovely blurbs by Nilanjana here.. https://writeeditpublishnow.blogspot.com/2020/03/winners-post-february-challenge-cafe.html?showComment=1583836454123&m=1#c420270527662223850 You can read my entry here, https://atomic-temporary-150748260.wpcomstaging.com/2020/02/19/wep-iwsg-february-2020-cafe-terrace/ Check out the winner Anstice Brown with her …
WEP/IWSG February 2020- Café Terrace
The first WEP Challenge of 2020 is here. To read more about it, visit here And here is my take on the prompt which is a popular painting by Vincent Van Gogh, given here... Café Terrace Ah! The balmy mornings of late summer. How I love the sun on my back and on those wicker …
Muse of the Month
Friends, after trying hard for one long year to find a place in Muse of the Month, a monthly short story writing contest held by Women's Web, here is my story "Sister Stranger Saviour" that makes it to the annual anthology. Woven around a prompt from Amanda Lovelace's poem, do read it here. https://www.womensweb.in/2019/12/sister-stranger-saviour-dec19wk3sr/ Happy …
WEP/IWSG December Challenge- FOOTPRINTS
It's time for the WEP Challenge- the first for me! To read more about it visit here FOOTPRINTS The door slammed shut behind Chander. Dropping his bag to the ground, he made his way to the hallway. A strong musty odour filled the place. Such a contrast to the scent of fresh pine and hot …
A Hundred Quills 