Fiction
By: Fredrik Zander Before I live I write this message. There might be secrets for you to know as my feet were below the ground that fed me like a solemn plant that whispered secrets in my mute ear; I didn’t…
Poetry
By: Fredrik Zander Estranged by adorers, Scattered in the absent wind; This vacuum is a bird of prey. Too late for the news of the world; Too soon for the fascination Strangers bring to light. “Could there be tomorrow”, I…
Poetry
By: Fredrik Zander I can’t remember the name of the game; I just remember to wear and to bear My shame, In someone else’s name. To see apart from a point of view, Try develop a photograph Of dew, For…
Fiction
By: Divya Dubey The dog had to be put to sleep. Since Sunday the thought had been revolving in Simran’s mind, making it impossible for her to focus her attention fully on any task. As she began to wipe…
News
Ever wondered how the characters from your play or script would look like? Amazon Studios, the film and series production arm of Amazon.com, has come up with a new innovation for writers and filmmakers—Amazon Storyteller. Currently in beta, Storyteller is a…
News
American novelist A.M. Homes has clinched this year’s Women’s Prize for Fiction. She won this Prize for her sixth novel, “May We Be Forgiven.” Other closest contenders were award winning writer Hilary Mantel and three other finalists for the $…
Books ReviewsNews
It’s indeed an encouraging thing to know that Indians—the middle class Indians—are finally shelling out some of their earnings to buy books, especially fiction. However, it is painful to know that most of them spend on fiction which does not…
Fiction
By: Eric G. Müller Stacie looked out the airplane window. The last time she was in Cancun she got knocked up. That was fifteen years ago. An abortion, a string of boyfriends and a failed marriage lay between. Now she was…
Poetry
By: Bamgbose Gabriel In perfect peace She sleeps after being Coaxed with tender palms And lulled with soothing rhymes… …..The peace of a child She smiles from her dream Exposing her toothless Alveolar ridge, turning Several times to find A…
Poetry
By: Bamgbose Gabriel The trees dance As the heavy wind whistles Like an umpire in the green field Opening the long-awaited march It’s about to rain The hackles of the firmament Has risen, risen and ready To vent their anger…