Yes, it sucks to be hated by the whole school. I know that only forces you to put on a rhinoceros exterior. But don’t lose your kind, loving and considerate self. Because that is who you really are. It’s been a rough patch and it will only get tougher to be honest. The pettiness of
I have been avoiding writing for two days. My work is writing, but I tend to run away from writing that involves my personal reflection. That’s what all these blog posts are really; personal reflection packaged in various shapes – flash fiction, commentary, articles…whatever, I feel I share in the written word. Most of the
“Depression is real. It’s like a thick cloud that refuses to ease up, it starts as a simple cover that doesn’t dissipate. It solidifies and drops like a boulder on your shoulders piercing into your mind and soul. It never seems to let up. There are moments it lifts after a series of exasperating heaves
It has been a whirlwind the past two weeks I haven’t written or read fiction in weeks, not good. Work has taken centre stage and that normally becomes a concern for me. I constantly remind myself that it is essential to fight for time for Rose so I can relax and also do something for
“BURP!” Lenny roared through his apartment startling Boo, the dog, who lay by his side on the couch. “And here’s one more for you!” He smirked looking at Boo who stared back oblivious to the stench that was about to hit its nose. Boo lifted its paws to its nose and quickly dashed to the
Nyakundi couldn’t resist the urge, it was a moonlit night and the village was fast asleep. He needed to take a dip in the calm waters of the river. He quickly walked to the river, looked around to see if anyone else was there. He peeled his clothes off and steadily eased into the waters;