Friday, October 30, 2020

Srivalli Rekha

Srivalli Rekha is a blogger, writer, nature lover, passionate cook, an amateur photographer who cannot live without reading books and good music. Her stories are featured in Sweek Flash Fiction Book(2018), Tales From the Cliff Anthology (2018) and 72 Hours of Insanity: Anthology of the Games Volume IV (2018).
52 WRITINGS

Wilted Blossoms

The cool breeze tickled my skin. Something warm spread over my face as I turned to my side. The distant rustle of leaves reached...

And, Life Goes On

Emeralds, ambers, and sapphires sparkle in pairs. Scintillating shimmer loops around us, weaving this way and that. A purr follows a buzz. A suppressed...

The Queen’s Dilemma

Bloomland sparkled in the warmth of the golden sun. Tiny wings glittered, darting from flower to another. Preparations for Autumnal Equinox were in full...

World Building in Short Stories- Settings (Part 1)

Hello Artoons,  Welcome to #WorkshopOnWednesdays.  So far, we’ve covered the plot structure, PoVs, Subplots, and how to generate ideas for plotlines. Recently, there was a comment...

Narration and Point of view

Last week, we dealt with subplots and different types of subplots. Now, it’s time to move on from plots to another aspect of storytelling....

Worthy Of Her Love

A low cry echoed in the bushes. She turned to her right and sprinted towards the sound, carrying a first aid kit. She hoped...

How to Generate Ideas for Plotlines

Hiya writers, VR aka Robo has shared last week about the basic structure of a story. This week we are going to discuss something that...

Blurring the lines

Alannah stood outside an old building. The carving on the wood looked familiar.  She jumped as the door opened with a loud creak.   "Miss?"  How did...

The Stories’ Species: A catalogue of Genres

Hiya guys,  As the Watchers asked us to mention the genres of our stories, I thought, why not write a post to make it easier....

Into the Night

Lilith knew the man was hers the minute he walked in. Her gray eyes caressed his chiseled features. The broad shoulders, tapered waist, and...

Aromatic Makutu

Mysty Bayou- The freshly painted words on an old board greeted as our car entered the town. Delays shadowed me in every possible place....

Poetry and Prose

We have new writers joining the room every day- each of them in different stages of writing. We have poets who are prose writers,...

By My Side

Needles pricked my arm. Head pounded like crazy. Parched mouth heavy with cigarette taste, it took effort to crack open my eyes. Blinking a...

Julie Aunty’s Pet Forever

Three-year-olds don’t want to go to school. I wasn't an exception. After months of unsuccessful attempts to make me stay for at least an...

Lost and Found Dreams

After a tiring photoshoot that extended for more than fourteen hours, Geet flopped into the chair not minding the chaos around her. It was...

The Maze of Betrayals

In finest of gold with diamonds, rubies, emeralds, and sapphires glittering and sparkling, I was the epitome of power. For years, people brutally killed;...