Tiresome Editing

It’s October, summer is around the corner, the soft light of dawn filters through my curtains earlier than that of the gloomy winter; birds chirp joyfully, everywhere colourful flowers bloom at the touch of summer daylights, and the cells of my body vibrate at the invisible kisses of summery delights. I feel inspired, my creative energyContinue reading “Tiresome Editing”

Moved Back For Better Jumping

Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop. Ovid I hope that I moved back so as to be able to jump further ahead. I pressed the reset button to start all over again from the place where I should have really begin when I first started my creative-writing adventure. I amContinue reading “Moved Back For Better Jumping”

Awareness In Times Of Chaos

Awareness In Times Of Chaos Awareness is a form of meditation, of being inspired, of triggering the emotion of peace, love, and freedom. Awareness, I believe, is the most powerful and sane experience that a living being can have, though I’ve never understood why is it so difficult to attain, but also, why is itContinue reading “Awareness In Times Of Chaos”

A Period Of Intense Reflection

Last year I wrote this ‘essay’ to submit to a writing competition that was organised around the theme ‘personal Covid-19 lockdown experience’. Perhaps too flowery and too difficult to read and badly written; or even not at all prosaic, which is how an essay should be written — this piece was not chosen. Nevermind, IContinue reading “A Period Of Intense Reflection”

Confinement – Day 11

I think that I have recently been able to synchronize with my intuitions; my exercises about listening to these personal information have finally paid off. I have been able to isolate the loud buzzing sounds of information that arise from the collective consciousness, so as to be able to access more easily, and to understandContinue reading “Confinement – Day 11”

Whimsies – womanly thoughts

In the night, over the ground, I dreamt that I flew over a nest of women who were drunk with happiness and insouciance, who spinned and danced wildly, singing and laughing joyfully, and I, I had a pen and paper in my hand, writing about what I saw during that womanhood festival. And when IContinue reading “Whimsies – womanly thoughts”

Romantic Words Matter

Happy Valentine’s Day  Human heart is an exquisite soft red organ that beats intrepidly when one reads romantic poems and stories. Instantly our brain is fired up thanks to the chemical reaction that automatically takes place when lovely words overwhelm our senses. Romantic words tickle our fancy, and other organs too, and our want toContinue reading “Romantic Words Matter”

My Desertion From The Webhosphere

But nothing remains stable or sustaining in life; and after lockdown everything changed for me 2020 has been very challenging for me, I guess it has been the case for many of you. Before the outbreak of the pandemic or whatever else, I was always stuck on my PC and smartphone; always hunting down forContinue reading “My Desertion From The Webhosphere”

The abandonment of a piece of writing is inconceivable to me

The abandonment of a draft is inconceivable to me, for it’s like abandoning a piece of myself; where this fear can even lead me towards obsessiveness. I don’t want to tuck away an idea that birthed out of my mind under piles of sheets and notebooks, to forget it in a dark corner, or evenContinue reading “The abandonment of a piece of writing is inconceivable to me”

New Goal Achieved

An invitation to the launch of the 27th title of Collection Maurice It’s the 15th of December, at 5.50 pm we enter the Hennessy Park Hotel parking. “Let’s go back home. I don’t want to go inside. I am not in my element,” I then said to my husband, with a stirring sensation in myContinue reading “New Goal Achieved”

My Two Manuscripts

In the night-time, I dreamed that I was at a wedding ceremony on the celestial plane. The bride was beautiful; she had a wreath of flowers on her head, and she wore an ivory lace dress. On the other hand, the bridegroom was a gigantic energy being, same as the others that were present. DuringContinue reading “My Two Manuscripts”

Let’s talk about Airplanes and shooting stars

Yesterday, while closing the window of my bedroom at night, I saw a bright star in the dark sky – well, that’s what I thought at first glance. But then, it moved, and suddenly I realized that it was an aircraft in the night sky, and instantly the lines: can we pretend that airplanes inContinue reading “Let’s talk about Airplanes and shooting stars”

Writing to slow down time

I want to be able to write more short stories, book reviews, and tips; convey more of my thoughts, feelings, and ideas. But unfortunately, my daily length of time is insufficient, ephemeral, limited. Poems are more present on this blog because they are short forms of writings, thus I had the ability to practice theContinue reading “Writing to slow down time”

Let’s talk about the weather

Perhaps by writing this post I’ll summon a heavy rainfall that will replenish our reservoirs and cool down the summer heat Today I don’t feel like sitting down as to think about what to write next, or even to concentrate while re-editing Darcocyte. I just want to lay here, on my bed, and blog aboutContinue reading “Let’s talk about the weather”

Bits of thoughts from a shattered heart

Its patience; my impatience A river runs deep inside of me. And it takes its source from the mountain of my mind. It slowly flows, streams patiently, and on its way, it engulfs some water creatures, some aquatic plants, and loads of pebbles and soil, and this, all the while I sit on its bank,Continue reading “Bits of thoughts from a shattered heart”