Welcome to the two hundredth and thirty-ninth edition of Fiction Monday. “To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.” —Robert Frost Stories From Last Week Puzzle by ChristineMy puzzled heart by AnamikaWhy God? It Puzzles Me! by MadhaviThoughts about puzzles by SuzanaLife Is A Puzzle by BalakaThe Puzzling Life by Vinitha Fiction Monday Word Prompt – TRAP The idea … More Fiction Monday – 239
One of the things I keep coming back to is my appreciation for this life. Life is beautiful—my inner voice keeps echoing. I like that sound. And yet, it puzzles me. Because if I look at my day, life is anything but beautiful. It’s chaotic—a never-ending list of to-dos scattered around, each demanding my attention … More The Puzzling Life #FictionMonday
I am sneezing. Relentlessly. My eyes are watering—not from tears of joy, but from an unholy alliance between sneezes and the cold. The weather outside isn’t even that cold—just mildly so. Am I hoarding all the cold inside me, depriving the season of its rightful chill? A one-woman cold bank? There’s not a single raindrop, … More A Sneezing Tale: Achoos & Bless Yous
Void Thoughts 