How I answer the damn prompts

When I was doing this post, I thought to myself, should I really be doing what the prompt says? As a writer who is merely answering prompts, I feel too inhibited to abide by them letter by letter, word by word. Besides, this blog “puts a horrid twist on WordPress prompts”. It doesn’t answer them […]

Fragmented Christmases

Tonight’s Christmas was silent. Simple. I, who happen to still be awake, went down to eat cold spaghetti– my sister’s successful experiment of tuna and Italian sauce– and buco salad. Simply greeted my father a merry Christmas. He was there, lying on the sofa bed, watching a Zorro marathon on our nearly broken television set. […]