On Slow Processing
I tell a friend, “Write!” This is in one of our regular correspondence and as we keep each other updated not only of writing but of life. Our correspondence tha...
Tag: flash memoir
Reflections on the Lake
As I wander around the frozen lake, I ponder if there is any difference between solitude and isolation as they both honour alone time. But then, what is time wh...
The Entry Point
Growing up, I was never sporty. But I enjoyed hanging out in sporty circles, where my sporty sister’s suitors sometimes mistakenly believed I was her. I was mos...