I’m falling utterly behind. So I decided to post this already written story and catch up on the missing three later. Here’s another attempt at epistolary, this time in a more traditional, simple manner. Two letters I give you for today’s A to Z Challenge in the form of L…
A fortnight ago, a friend and I parted ways. He came to me, looking for comforting, for sympathy. I gave him instead, honesty. Words were exchanged and the friendship is now a thing of the past. The thing is, I never offered comfort or sympathy, only outright, unvarnished honesty. We’ve…
A Tall Tales take on one of the most popular Bollywood stories ever. You only need to know, Kitne Aadmi The?
All that noise and gunfire and the sound of grown men weeping? That’s just the sound of someone getting his just desserts.
I tried an exercise of epistolary format so I used a story you may already know. It’s about a gift.
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
I wanted to do something dark and all the E words I could think of, were positive & bright. Exuberant. Elaborate. Excess. A friend suggested EVIL. How did I *not* think of that?
Today’s story came from the prompt ‘DREAD’.
I had an idea for a non-fiction piece when I realised today’s A2ZChallenge prompt ‘C’ would carry a story version well, if I said it stood for City.
I cheated, slightly. This isn’t a brand new story but one I wrote some time ago and had reviewed by a small group. I improved it since their feedback. It’s about friendship.