Creative Non-Fiction Category
Random Thoughts of an Angry House Cleaner
Posted on August 28, 2017 1 Comment
Housecleaning is not a benign activity. It’s hard to stay calm and centred when you’re vacuuming a floor, mopping with vigour, or scrubbing a shower. Those are inherently violent and aggressive activities. *~*~*
That’s Not A Knife, This Is A Knife
Posted on August 3, 2017 10 Comments
Here we are four adults, or near-adults, crammed sardine-like into a two-bedroom apartment until we find an over-priced, under-sized house to buy. Living cheek by jowl with teenaged children is like living in a share-house with bears who forgot to hibernate through winter. I do not recommend it for long periods of time. My epithets […]
The Last Thread
Posted on June 8, 2017 5 Comments
I didn’t post in this week’s YeahWrite Microprose #312 grid, but I love flash/microprose and wanted to play along with other YeahWriters.
On Spinning in Circles and Hoping for a Lasso of Truth
Posted on June 7, 2017
I’ve been sitting with my feelings on the new Wonder Woman film since seeing it last week. And I’m only sharing them here because I was specifically asked. Let me say up front that I love Wonder Woman (hell, I once named a secret Facebook group Thermyscira, so…), and I grew up spinning in circles […]
Dark Skinned Reality
Posted on May 4, 2017 10 Comments
The child of migrant parents, I grew up walking in two worlds, fitting comfortably into neither. In the 1980s beauty role models who looked like me were non-existent in the western society my family made their home. They were equally absent in the culture of my heritage.
H is for… home
Posted on April 11, 2017 3 Comments
H is for… home The idea of home has always been a tricky one for me. This is a recurring theme for me (I may be a little obsessed with this notion).
G is for… good gravy, it’s cold
Posted on April 9, 2017 2 Comments
The south-west of Western Australia has some of the most stunning landscape. Every time I drive down here, there’s a visceral lightening of my load. My shoulders relax and I feel like I can breathe again.
F is for… Facebook, FaceTime and friendships far away
Posted on April 7, 2017 4 Comments
One of the truly wonderful aspects about having lived in so many different places is that you have friends who also live in many different places. I have friends who range the world over. They’re scattered from Argentina to Canada, from New Zealand to the USA, and at so many points in between.
E is for… eulogy to age
Posted on April 6, 2017 5 Comments
On the occasion of my wedding anniversary
D is for… doggy breath
Posted on April 6, 2017 5 Comments
Y’all know how much I love my fur baby, Rani. Rani has terrible doggy breath at the moment because of a build up of plaque after four months in a kennel where her food wasn’t regulated, and her teeth weren’t regularly brushed. Despite the bad breath, she’s an adorable little pup. So for today’s post, […]
Asha Rajan 