YeahWrite | Asha Rajan

Djeran

Posted on May 6, 2020 1 Comment

When the ants become active.

Run through the jungle

Posted on April 23, 2020 11 Comments

Betrayal is a frightening jungle where monsters of self-doubt lurk.

Quit

Posted on November 6, 2019 7 Comments

YeahWrite #447 Microprose: an object you are (or your main character is) happier without in 47 words

Hall of Mirrors (or A Mansplainer’s Just Desserts)

Posted on October 2, 2019 1 Comment

Hall of Mirrors, or a mansplainer’s just desserts

Unearthed

Posted on August 8, 2019 11 Comments

Unearthed: microprose in 40 words about a season

The hit

Posted on April 4, 2019 4 Comments

“They exchange secrets; two strangers on the bus.” YeahWrite #416 Microprose

The Innocence of Mabel Cunderdin

Posted on October 4, 2018 8 Comments

If you wanted to set your life on fire, there wasn’t a better combination than Mabel Cunderdin, and Edward Willard’s limitless credit card.

Night enters, rudely awakening fear while light peeks tentatively from other rooms. Fate reaches for the one match still housed within its book, lone survivor of smoking years. Phosphorus flowers into flame, snatching at the candle. Vanquished, darkness slinks away.

Noir

Posted on August 3, 2017 22 Comments

Crimson splatters line the walls, crime scene tape girds the door. Shattered glass, a single lily, and pristine white shagpile carpet grace the floors. He lifts the needle, abruptly silencing the Shostakovitch piano concerto. Tipping back his trilby, he scratches his head. Who still uses a record player? Image credit: SouthernRebel/pixabay SaveSave SaveSave SaveSave