The Writing Quarter hosts a free monthly short story competition. This is a monthly competition with a deadline on the last day of the month.
This journey began with a dream. Growing up as a kid in a home where certain dreams were far from my reach, too rich to seem possible, all I did was dream. Being entrenched in a certain train of thoughts that limited the evolution of my foresight, all I had was my dreams.
The stories embedded in this collection transport its readers to different dimensions where they get to feel and see the stories happen.
Each poem creates life and exudes the very essence of why the poet delivers the message she has through the breathing force of poetry.
Previous Next “There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature—the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” —Rachel Carson Have you ever acknowledged how magnificent nature is? Looks like a beautiful painting on a canvas, isn’t it? I have, more than once, been distracted by the magic of the […]
What’s bulging when you look at the gravestone of a deceased loved one? Is it the date of birth? Or the date of death? The date of birth, evidently, marked the start of an exciting journey (or not) for the deceased, and the date of death, just the culmination. So what is actually sticking out or calling for attention isn’t the date of birth nor the date of death but the dash (—). The dash is a summary of the life this person lived.
Just finished reading “October Rush” from the book, “Tales From Different Tails” by Nana Awere Damoah and I must say, it is a very intriguing read!
Designed either as an individual attitude or as an embedded trait, hope bears the persona, demeanour, well-being, and attitude of a person towards the future in profound ways.
Why is hope important to human life — particularly Africa for the purposes of this appreciation?