Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters, and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.” —Virginia Woolf … More Fiction Monday – 298
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-seventh edition of Fiction Monday.
“Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself, and know that everything in life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.” —Elisabeth Kubler-Ross … More Fiction Monday – 297
When you feel an unreasonable glow from within,
know that
it is the touch of hope,
hope, reaching for you,
nudging you,
gently. … More Touch of Hope
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-sixth edition of Fiction Monday.
“If plan “A” doesn’t work, just remember: the alphabet has 25 more letters.” —Unknown … More Fiction Monday – 296
As an ardent reader, Swapna found the library to be a second home. Her sister used to joke that she would’ve moved there permanently if the staff had allowed it.
It was true. Swapna could never resist a book—or the place that held them. That’s why she majored in Library and Information Science, hoping to spend her life among the books. … More Borrowed Pages
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-fifth edition of Fiction Monday.
“The true secret of happiness lies in taking a genuine interest in all the details of daily life.” —William Morris
… More Fiction Monday – 295
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety-fourth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Don’t wait until you know who you are to get started.” —Austin Kleon … More Fiction Monday – 294
There is a moment
before the rush of the day
catches on—
an in-between space
in time,
to slow down,
to pause,
to relish … More Between Breaths
Welcome to the two hundred and ninety third edition of Fiction Monday.
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds you plant.” —Robert Louis Stevenson. … More Fiction Monday – 293
Sometimes I just don’t see it—
how close to the edge I stand.
Sometimes I feel, though,
the despair,
the desperation
of being at the brink. … More At The Brink
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