Fiction Monday – 282
December 16, 2025
Welcome to the two hundred and eighty second edition of Fiction Monday.
“As soon as you feel too old to do a thing, do it.” —Margaret Deland
… More Fiction Monday – 282
Author: Vinitha
Vinitha Dileep is a lover of words who found solace in writing and rewriting software codes until life took a turn and laid the path to writing poems every day. You can read her affair with words at Void Thoughts (http://thevoidthoughts.com)
Fiction Monday – 281
December 8, 2025
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Nothing can make our life, or the lives of other people, more beautiful than perpetual kindness.” —Leo Tolstoy … More Fiction Monday – 281
My Morning Ritual
December 7, 2025
Every morning — well, most mornings — I start my day by writing my morning pages.
It’s a slow process ,the first reminder to slow down and savor the moment. And of course, it’s 5 a.m., it’s cold, and I’m somewhere between sleepy and trying to keep my eyes open. … More My Morning Ritual
On Days Like Today
December 4, 2025
Some days are like today. I feel empty—
like there is nothing I can do,
like there is nothing I can excel at.
Emptiness, a rapidly attacking virus, chews me up from the inside, and I’m disappearing. Slowly. Steadily.
… More On Days Like Today
Fiction Monday – 280
December 1, 2025
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Permit yourself to change your mind when something is no longer working for you.” —Nedra Glover Tawwab … More Fiction Monday – 280
Stifle
December 1, 2025
It only stays quiet for a little while—
all the dreams,
all the quests,
once stifled
resurface yet again
with a vengeance.
… More Stifle
Fiction Monday – 279
November 25, 2025
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.” —Alice Walker … More Fiction Monday – 279
Writing Life
November 24, 2025
Some nights,
the pull of a poem
is so intense
that I can hardly resist,
while the comfort
my bed and blanket
offer, lies in wait. … More Writing Life
Echoes of My Earliest Memory
November 21, 2025
My earliest memories are muddled
by the stories told and retold.
Is it the times I played with
my cousins — hiding and seeking,
chasing and being chased,
making houses, or simply
talking
and laughing? … More Echoes of My Earliest Memory
Fiction Monday – 278
November 18, 2025
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“I am only one,
But still I am one,
I cannot do everything,
But still I can do something;
And because I cannot do everything,
I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.” —Edward Everett Hale … More Fiction Monday – 278
Void Thoughts 