23 Apr Of Rains and Rainbows: Solicit your feedback
A few months ago, a close friend had said this about me: “Give her any prompt and she dives right into it; writing in full flow.” At the time I had simply laughed and brushed it off. But her words came to mind yesterday after I completed the first assignment at the Interactive Flash Fiction Workshop organized by Wrimo India, the India chapter of NaNoWriMo. Published author Rochelle Potkar was our instructor. We had been given a few preparatory assignments to complete ahead of the workshop. I, being the lazy bum, foolishly thought it was okay to ignore them and decided to wing it. Closer to the appointed time, however, fear gripped me. (Those who know me will know of my chronic problem of self-doubts.) What if nothing came to mind just then, I wondered. With just a few minutes left before the workshop, I hurried through the assignment. I jotted down the details quickly.09 Mar The Most Dangerous Writing App
I don't know how but I landed on this writing app called 'The Most Dangerous Writing App'. I think someone in my writer's group on Facebook had suggested a writer's website, and while browsing through that website I came across an article about this app. Apparently,...
04 Mar Story Continuation Challenge
I am considering hosting a 'story continuation' challenge. Each week, there would be a one line beginning provided with an open ending. The challenge would be to continue the story by writing the subsequent line, in the comments. The 2-line story may take whatever shape the participants...
19 Feb Timeless Love
“Do you remember this?” He asked her while handing her a small piece of broken silver. She examined it, then looked at him in surprise. “Isn’t this the ...
05 Feb The Death Ride
The shrill screams of the passengers rang out piercingly through the still air, as the car hurtled down the steep slope. They were gasping for breath; hearts in their mouth, terror writ large on their faces. [caption id="attachment_media-2" align="aligncenter" width="3888"]
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15 Jan Magic
What's magic...
22 Nov A New Day
He told her he didn't love her anymore. She was silent. He told her he had found someone else. She sat there stunned. He told her he had moved on. She had tears in her eyes. He told her she'd have to move out. She was finally free. He sneered. She smiled. Her eyes were...
21 Nov A Life to Live
She was standing in the middle of the spartan room, its walls a starkly white. Just moments ago, there had been a flurry of frantic activity around her. People rushing in and out, doctors shouting instructions, monitors beeping madly; her eyes took in every minute detail, her mind...
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