Being Gentler With Myself

Around 4pm on Monday, I realized that I haven’t written the Fiction Monday response for last week. Nor was I ready with this week’s prompt post to publish. Usually I would’ve already written, or even published, the response post by Monday morning and start working on the prompt post by afternoon. … More Being Gentler With Myself

Fiction Monday 317

Welcome to the three hundred and sixteenth edition of Fiction Monday.

“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the single candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.” — Bukkyp Dendo Kyokai, The Teaching of Buddha … More Fiction Monday 317

Fiction Monday 315

Welcome to the three hundred and fifteenth edition of Fiction Monday.

“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it is over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.” — Mary Oliver, When Death Comes … More Fiction Monday 315