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Tag Archives: disaster
The River’s Gift ~ The Urban Spaceman #writephoto
Sanjay grumbled to himself as he followed the path of the stream. The water echoed him in solidarity, a soft grumble of water churning stones against bedrock. Each river spoke with its own voice, and this little stream’s voice was … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography
Tagged amwriting, apocalypse, creative writing, disaster, environment, future, science Fiction, short story
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Faraway, so close ~ Iain Kelly #writephoto
Now so calm, so peaceful. Even beautiful. Pink sky and blue clouds reflected in the deep blue water. But she could no longer see beauty in the world. Not here, looking out where the Makassar Strait met the Celebes Sea. … Continue reading
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Tagged aftermath, circumstance, city, close, creative writing, death, devastation, disaster, earthquake, fact, faraway, fiction, flash fiction, god, heart, indonesia, Life, literature, loss, natural, ocean, orphan, palu, sea, short story, story, Thursday Photo Prompt, tragedy, tsunami, writephoto, writing, writing prompt
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Neel Writes for Kerala…
Last year my son was welcomed into homes in India… the trip of a lifetime that changed his entire outlook on life. He was particularly touched by the kindness and the generous hearts of the people of Kerala, some of … Continue reading
Ani’s Advent Invitation: The Wrong Christmas…
Sometimes I am just torn between knowing what I ought to do… and being tempted. Like the time she left the fridge door open irresistably wide… or the night when she left the chocolates wrapped under the tree, before I … Continue reading
Ani’s Advent Invitation: Geoff Le Pard and Mylo’s letter to Santa
I got a letter. From Mylo. “Gorgeous little brunette?” eh? Well, that’s my Christmas wish sorted… and I might have to leave an extra mince pie out for Santa. Who needs mistletoe? Mind, he does seem a bit accident prone… … Continue reading
Guest contributor: Doreen Peck – Ghostly resident
Doreen Peck sent me this extraordinary story about a resident ghost, which I am sharing with Doreen’s permission. Whatever you believe, in this case, a very strange occurence was instrumental in saving lives… I moved into a house in Crosby … Continue reading
Posted in Elusive realities, Guest post
Tagged cemetery, children, disaster, family, ghost
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Christmas Present – Ritu Bhathal #writephoto
Baubles hanging from a tree Fills me with such seasonal glee Tinsel, angels, stars and bells And the odd little present as well! A story for each decoration Adds spice to our special celebration Each branch holds a twinkling light … Continue reading
A mile in their shoes
We didn’t have a white Christmas, the weather has been mild and exceptionally wet. The winds have been high for weeks now and the rain has barely ceased. Many areas have suffered flooding. It hits the news for a few … Continue reading
Hunting the sneak
I woke early. Four o’clock is early by any standards, more so when it had taken till two in the morning to finally get to sleep. By this time I was slathered in aloe and menthol, smelling like some kind … Continue reading
Cold buttered toast
I had missed out on breakfast this morning, And I’m not of the type to do brunch, With my nose firmly glued to the keyboard I completely forgot about lunch. Now by mid-afternoon I was hungry And so, with the … Continue reading