Dear Readers, We never had summer vacations where I grew up. Spring kicked off the year in my town and then winter came after nine months, and it was brutal. So, we only had time to work between these two seasons. From December to February, the town was in a deep slumber with many people …
Draw That Line
Dear Reader, Where do you draw the line between staying informed and being influenced by current trends? Let me explain my question. We live in times where consumerism has reached its peak. If I put aside the idea that excessive consumption stimulates economies, there is little else that lures me into the concept. Since I’m …
Write in Silence Now
the frivolous chatter within, fissures in your mind crammed with doubt and guilt, banters that sound like old recordschurning thoughts on bedsides ring. no visitors knocking, no more bartering, close the eyes for deep listeningbe not deceived, the sounds of this world are forever convoluted. the perfect acoustics of silent spaces, grow naturally like the …
WEP AUGUST: FREEDOM OF SPEECH
Hello Readers Welcome back! Today I am here to share my entry for the Write Edit Publish (WEP) August prompt. First about the WEP. It is a supportive writing community where creative people submit to a bloghop every second month. Writers and other artists receive and provide feedback to as many bloghop entrants as possible. …
KEEPING STILL
'If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving, and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death.’ (Pablo Neruda; Keeping Quiet) I’ve allowed stillness to greet me, each day, for over a month now. At the end …
WHAT KIND OF SILENCE DRAWS YOU INWARDS?
Free image pixabay How much time do you spend in silence? I have always embraced silence more than loquacity or sound. Ironic? Yes, may be in a lot of ways because my love for the performing arts makes sure I am surrounded by creative sounds. But I prefer calling it creative energy instead. My mother …
A Hundred Quills 