Imagine you’re in the middle of the open sea. A good-sized boat, extra paddles should you need them and a hardy crew to help steer you through the bad storms. Plentiful food, a toasty spot under the sun and a warm blanket once the stars come out. Sure, there are big waves and fishes of all sizes under the water. If you look up, you might even catch some pesky grey clouds that hug the horizon. But it’s a decent, honest life. And it’s all you’ve known.Continue reading“Open Sea.”
Yesterday was not a good day. Not a good day at all.Continue reading“Yesterday was a bad day.”
She walked down the road, acutely aware that the men were following her. The black dress billowed in the night air, as she stepped nimbly over the cracks in the sidewalk. 10 feet behind, the men kept a steady pace, reeking of fried onions and cheap liquor.Continue reading“Fiery .”
Dear Priyanka Reddy (and countless others like you),
When I was a little girl, I saw the world in black and white. Good vs. Bad, Rich vs. poor. Hungry vs. Sated. I loved dotting my ‘i’s and crossing my ‘t’s and I got much comfort from knowing that evil never lingers once it’s been purged out by the shiny hero in his best suit.Continue reading“Oh Priyanka, where do I begin?”
Two dark stories, I wrote recently, are going to be published as part of a MicroFiction Anthology series, by Black Hare Press. One of them is apocalypse themed, and the other is a love story with a twist.
I’m beyond grateful. A lot of work goes into writing these tales, and what better reward than getting your work accepted by a big publishing house!
Thank you for reading!
I woke up this morning, and my first thought was – “I would hate it if he were just like anyone else.”
My second thought was, “Wow, look how far he’s come.”Continue reading“Honestly?”
My darling child,
You are one person, yet you’re so much more than that. You change and grow every single day, so what works now will not work tomorrow. The best I can do now is to write a letter. A letter not just to your present self, but to all the different personalities that exist within you.
I am happily nesting in my warm, new home on the WordPress platform. The champagne has been popped, everyone’s had their finger foods and I’m getting down to doing some really good writing. Dearest reader, won’t you visit? My new permanent address: wittybean.com Come soon! Our coffee’s getting cold!
Hey there, stranger, you made it! And you bought coffee? Well, come on in then!Continue reading“Welcome to my new home!”
In a curious case of reverse gender inequality, someone asked this question recently. Why is it considered acceptable to say “we want a baby girl”, or even “gender doesn’t matter”. If one wants a baby boy, is it still taboo to express that? Before I speak any further, I’m putting …
