A Naive Young Man  #Rhyme by Jane Aguiar

Company owner was liable, so he expected someone credible. All selected youth were eligible and everyone was desirable!! Chosen candidates were sensible and some kind of responsible, which make the company profitable and helps to remain marketable!! Interview day owner was disable, to reach on time he was unable, to repair the car he was…

Feeling the Squeeze

Michele Lee Over seven million people call the land of the five Cs home. Copper, cattle, cotton, climate, and citrus- the economic foundation that drove the 48th state’s early days. Long before copper was used as a conductor of electricity or European settlers began digging for precious metals across this desert land, Native Americans used…

Lessons From The Year

by Sereichert It was a goal heavy year. I talked briefly a few weeks ago about how to set up your own yearly goals in a manageable way, but today I want to talk about you. That’s right…not some bullet list on a webpage or a chart of tick-them-off boxes. I want to talk about…

Living Green and Dancing with Love

By Michele Lee Tasting fresh basil straight from the garden is a mouth-awakening delight. Traces of soil and sun, with a hint of spice, released with each bite. More flavorful is our rooted plant than from its cousin, sold in the market down the road – the plant with lighter green leaves under fluorescent lights….

The Road Trip by Terveen Gill

They had been planning for weeks. The road trip that would cement their bond. A man and his woman. A woman and her man. They were madly in love. She pledged her devotion. He admitted his adoration. And there was no third who could contradict either emotion. It was do or die, you or nothing,…

Lê Vĩnh Tài | SAIGON IN LOCKDOWN (34/56)

By Lê Vĩnh Tài, translated by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm like a silkworm in its cocoon you’re wrapped up in the worries you’re relentless you’re helpless without the vaccines we have still sadness the small consolation as you ascend like angels with not a scar except the salty saline would burn your eyes it rained…

I Love Crossword Puzzles by Terveen Gill

I love crossword puzzles. My wife says they’ll kill me. I chuckle and tell her that I don’t see any assassin ninjas hiding in the blank squares. She smirks and says that the ninjas are inside my head. They lash out every time I sit down to solve the puzzle. I think she’s overreacting. She…

Masticadores/NANOWRIMO By Sara Reichert

Starting the 28th of this month I will be collaborating with Masticadores on a four-week series of blogs to help you navigate the main moods of National Novel Writing Month. If it’s one thing trying to write a novel in one month will do to you, it’s question everything you knew about writing and the…

Aspects of Good Verses Evilby Tamara Yancosky

(Autors blog) When studying the aspects of Good, we should also examine the dangers of Evil. I write about both God (Good) and Malignant Narcissism (Evil). I am not judging any Narcissists in particular or calling out names, but I am speaking about it as a general condition of focused (purposeful) wickedness.  I do not detest anyone, but I…

HIS PRINCESS by Terveen Gill

(Author´s site) I don’t know where I am. I was somewhere and now I’m nowhere. Time? What’s that? It used to be something, but now I can’t remember. Who am I? My name? A girl lived inside me, but now she’s gone. Lost? Or dead? No, she’s run away. Hiding. Waiting for the nightmare to…

The world’s most creative people have this one thing in common

Researchers used artificial intelligence to study the careers of 4,500 directors, 70,000 scientists, and 2,000 artists. The most successful among them share an important trait. By Elissaveta M. Brandon4 minute Read When it comes to creative careers, success can be hard to achieve and even harder to define. But what if there were a magic…

Solitary Life of a Writer by Mathew Robins

Blog Mathew The writer said despondently, “It’s a solitary life, being a writer.” The other man, never one for melodrama, replied, “Then go to a tavern. Have a drink. Buy somebody else a drink. And be a man. You’ll find there are other men willing to share a drink and some of their time and…

The Things They Carried by Michele Lee

On August 7, 2021 By Michele Lee A young man marchingcarrying what is unseenfighting his own war Several years ago, one of my students visited me after school to talk about issues he was dealing with. Not criminal in nature but serious struggles that would challenge even the strongest adult. We talked for a while…

Reflections on River Teeth

By Carol A. Hand Blog Recently, I have been reflecting on what I would identify as the “river teeth” of my life thus far. River teeth, according to David James Duncan (2006), are the hard resinous knots that are all that remain after the softer wooden fibers of pine trees have been dissolved by the…

Herding cats

By Tanya Vessey Blog Writing chapter six first draft feels like baby steps as I inch through the storyline toward the chapter completion. Each baby step is monumental though, each step is a new action, another happening, a story point that pushes the action forward. I have written parts for this chapter in the past,…

#Flash Fiction story: Eyebrow Threading

By Matthew Robins She told Gracie she wanted her eyebrows threaded. She said there was a place in the strip mall, around the corner from the liquor store, that did it. Gracie told her mother the truth – that her eyebrows looked fine. Her mother said eyebrow threading looked neat. She said she wanted to…

The seeds of growth will one day sprout…

by Seden B. Watabe Some days I feel all peppy & alive, much like a fresh daisy, smiling under the bright spring sunlight. Other days, I feel a bit heavy and sombre, Almost as if I am a subdued grey cloud,on a cold winter sky. Yet, despite such fickle moments, there are certain things in…

18th Century Venice: the Water Lady

By Robin Saikia In this Zompini engraving, a young woman has just filled two large buckets of water from a nearby well and will set off around the city selling drinks for a bezzo (a “groat” might be a good English translation). Watercarriers were known as bigolanti on account of the distinctive curved pole (bigol…

Pest Control

by Mathew Robinson link blog I work nights. So when the doorbell rang around noon, I was still on the couch in my underwear having my morning coffee. Thankfully, I don’t get many visitors, especially unannounced visitors. So I went to the window to look outside to see what was up. All I could see…