Flash Fiction , Suspense
The End

The doorbell rang, jolting Diana from her slumber on the couch. She quickly fluttered her eyes to try and shake off the sleep to make sense of her surrounding. She looked at the wall clock and saw it was 9 pm. Who could it be? She thought to herself and quickly recollected widening her eyes

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Thriller , Tragedy
Lost Love

“Oh lord, here we go again! Why will it not stop?” Sabrina was exhausted from having to deal with the same issue repeatedly; she knew she had to put an end to this. Millie was on the couch sulking again, watching another rom-com movie on mute as Usher’s “Moving Mountains” played on loop. Sabrina had

Business , Communication
The Case for Communication

Every business and non-profit seeks to do two key things; create impact in the communities it serves and raise enough revenue to sustain its operations. Although these two things are clear to most, the one thing people forget to consider is to do these two things; aside from having solid operational systems such as vital

Drama , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Suspense
Avenged

Sam lifted the water bottle to his pursed lips which clasped around the sucker on the water bottle. He sucked so hard and fast that each gulp produced a deep reverb as some water trickled down the side of his mouth and face dripping on the floor, utterly oblivious of the distraction he caused in

Business , Communication
Business Communication on a Budget

For most organisations, communication is mostly an afterthought. Once you have set up shop and need to market your products or services, however, the reality is communication should be part of the DNA of your operations. Your pitch deck, website, social media sites and branding are the first entry point for engagement with your organisation,

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Suspense , Thriller
Unnecessary Sympathy

Makena’s head was craned back, eyes closed as she soaked in the day’s sunlight, her feet submerged under the steady stream of water flowing through her little garden. She was in paradise. Her nose pointed straight up to the sky; palms pressed behind her on the deck chair she sat on made her look graceful



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