Fiction Monday – 113

Welcome to the one-hundred-and-thirteenth edition of Fiction Monday. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor Roosevelt Stories From Last Week Stem Connections by Suzana Fiction Monday The idea is simple – to write. On Mondays, I will post the prompt here. There will be a word prompt and a … More Fiction Monday – 113

Fiction Monday – 112

Welcome to the one-hundred-and-twelfth edition of Fiction Monday. The only impossible journey is the one you never begin. -Tony Robbins Stories From Last Week Ideas from the past by SuzanaSummer by Vinitha Fiction Monday The idea is simple – to write. On Mondays, I will post the prompt here. There will be a word prompt and … More Fiction Monday – 112

Summer #ThursdayTreeLove

summer sprinkles a shine all aroundmaking the flowers loaned from the spring smile even brighterthe freshly woven cobwebs bridging the flora reflect tantalizinglylike a carefully chosen piece of jewelry adorning the bloomssummer sprinkles a gorgeous glow all aroundthe fresh blossoms sometimes appear to be in a meditative prayersummer shines fearlessly, making everything appear alluring in … More Summer #ThursdayTreeLove

Fiction Monday – 111

Welcome to the one-hundred-and-eleventh edition of Fiction Monday. Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else. -Margaret Mead Stories From Last Week Seeds and consequences by Suzana Fiction Monday The idea is simple – to write. On Mondays, I will post the prompt here. There will be a word prompt and a picture … More Fiction Monday – 111

Fiction Monday – 110

Welcome to the one-hundred-and-tenth edition of Fiction Monday. Life, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient all; If the shower will make the roses bloom, O why lament its fall? Charlotte Brontë, ‘Life’ … More Fiction Monday – 110

The Broken Kaleidoscope

The broken kaleidoscope wasn’t reflecting darkness. Neither did it trap black spots. The broken kaleidoscope reflected more colors with a vengeance. Pieces of blue, pink, orange, green, yellow, and a mix of more colors. It sparkled brilliantly as the more broken pieces accumulated.  Broken doesn’t have to mean losing the ability to shine. Often, being … More The Broken Kaleidoscope