Tag Archives: night

I Need To Tell My Story

Last night was one of those many sleepless nights that I have. I have always been some sort of a light sleeper since the time I became aware of my habits. I discovered a long time ago that four, maximum … Continue reading

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Everything Became So Quiet

When I was younger, I used to love to stay awake at night till well after midnight. I loved to read and I also loved to watch the night from my window. I used to watch how the lights in … Continue reading

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Just One Thing Like That Is All I Ask

Back in the days when I was a teenager, and even a student in university, I used to wish that I was born somewhere else. Somewhere like the other side of the ocean, in North America, or even in Europe. … Continue reading

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What’s In A Dream

Years ago when I was still in school I started drinking coffee for only one reason. To have someone read my cup. My mom and her group of friends and neighbors used to gather once a week on a certain … Continue reading

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Superstitious?

Are you as a writer superstitious? Do you believe in lucky charms that will help you write? Do you have a ring, or bracelet or a scarf, or hat, or a dress that you think if you wear you would … Continue reading

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The Night Is Coming

For almost a month now I have been blogging about what I love most, writing and writers. I would like to thank you all for reading, following and sharing your thoughts and taking your time to leave your comments. You, … Continue reading

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The Greatest Of Pleasures

Anne Fadiman wrote: “One day, when Sir Walter Scott was out hunting, a sentence he had been trying to compose all morning suddenly leapt into his head. Before it could fade, he shot a crow, plucked a feather, sharpened the … Continue reading

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