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“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born... and the day you find out why.” —Mark Twain
#quotes #fictionmonday #creativewriting #writingprompt
#quotes #fictionmonday #creativewriting #writingprompt
Fiction Monday – 277
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-seventh edition of Fiction Monday. “The two most important days in your life are the day you are born... and the day you find out why.” —Mark Twain
thevoidthoughts.com
November 11, 2025 at 4:20 AM
“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born... and the day you find out why.” —Mark Twain
#quotes #fictionmonday #creativewriting #writingprompt
#quotes #fictionmonday #creativewriting #writingprompt
Her mind was full of guilt. After all, she had loved him dearly.
Then again, it was he who had taught her how worthless emotions like guilt and apology were.
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Then again, it was he who had taught her how worthless emotions like guilt and apology were.
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No Place for Guilt
Her mind was full of guilt. After all, she had loved him dearly. Then again, it was he who had taught her how worthless emotions like guilt and apology were.
thevoidthoughts.com
November 10, 2025 at 6:29 PM
A mix of moments
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life.
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life.
Haiku
A mix of moments gratitude and grace glimmers wondrous this thing, life.
thevoidthoughts.com
November 8, 2025 at 9:21 PM
A mix of moments
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life.
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life.
“It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.” —Rabindranath Tagore
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
Fiction Monday – 276
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-sixth edition of Fiction Monday. “It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.” —Rabindranath Tagore
thevoidthoughts.com
November 4, 2025 at 4:44 PM
“It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.” —Rabindranath Tagore
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
Sometimes I get attached—
or should I say, obsessed?
To an idea,
or perhaps a passing thought,
a whisper of yore.
#poem #poetry #writingjourney #fictionmonday
or should I say, obsessed?
To an idea,
or perhaps a passing thought,
a whisper of yore.
#poem #poetry #writingjourney #fictionmonday
And So It Goes
Sometimes I get attached— or should I say, obsessed? To an idea, or perhaps a passing thought, a whisper of yore.
thevoidthoughts.com
November 3, 2025 at 7:08 PM
Sometimes I get attached—
or should I say, obsessed?
To an idea,
or perhaps a passing thought,
a whisper of yore.
#poem #poetry #writingjourney #fictionmonday
or should I say, obsessed?
To an idea,
or perhaps a passing thought,
a whisper of yore.
#poem #poetry #writingjourney #fictionmonday
“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” —Eleanor Roosevelt
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
Fiction Monday – 275
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-fifth edition of Fiction Monday. “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” —Eleanor Roosevelt
thevoidthoughts.com
October 28, 2025 at 4:15 AM
“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” —Eleanor Roosevelt
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
#fictionmonday #quotes #writingprompt
In the Search for Something
May we not be lost in the search for something.
May we not be lost in the search for something.
In the Search for Something
May we not be lost in the search for something.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 27, 2025 at 8:39 PM
In the Search for Something
May we not be lost in the search for something.
May we not be lost in the search for something.
October was an interesting month. Like every other month, it was a mix of good and not-so-good. But unlike the rest, October came with flavors and fragrances that made it memorable in its own unique way.
October Musings
October was an interesting month. Like every other month, it was a mix of good and not-so-good. But unlike the rest, October came with flavors and fragrances that made it memorable in its own unique way.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 27, 2025 at 4:08 AM
October was an interesting month. Like every other month, it was a mix of good and not-so-good. But unlike the rest, October came with flavors and fragrances that made it memorable in its own unique way.
“A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees.” —Father Faber
#fictionmonday #writingprompt #quotes
#fictionmonday #writingprompt #quotes
Fiction Monday – 274
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-fourth edition of Fiction Monday. “A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees.” —Father Faber
thevoidthoughts.com
October 21, 2025 at 8:38 PM
“A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees.” —Father Faber
#fictionmonday #writingprompt #quotes
#fictionmonday #writingprompt #quotes
Soft morning whispers,
alarm chimes startling dreams far,
day will never wait!
#haiku #writing #fictionmonday #poetry
alarm chimes startling dreams far,
day will never wait!
#haiku #writing #fictionmonday #poetry
When Morning Calls
Soft morning whispers, alarm chimes startling dreams far, day will never wait!
thevoidthoughts.com
October 21, 2025 at 8:36 PM
Soft morning whispers,
alarm chimes startling dreams far,
day will never wait!
#haiku #writing #fictionmonday #poetry
alarm chimes startling dreams far,
day will never wait!
#haiku #writing #fictionmonday #poetry
In a life filled with all sorts of uncertainties,
a loyal friend—
a must-have!
Nothing is as dear,
as precious,
as wonderful—
as the company of a friend.
a loyal friend—
a must-have!
Nothing is as dear,
as precious,
as wonderful—
as the company of a friend.
Friend
In a life filled with all sorts of uncertainties, a loyal friend— a must-have! Nothing is as dear, as precious, as wonderful— as the company of a friend.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 14, 2025 at 2:55 AM
In a life filled with all sorts of uncertainties,
a loyal friend—
a must-have!
Nothing is as dear,
as precious,
as wonderful—
as the company of a friend.
a loyal friend—
a must-have!
Nothing is as dear,
as precious,
as wonderful—
as the company of a friend.
Often I thought I was stuck,
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances.
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances.
And The Journey Goes On!
Often I thought I was stuck, my life—an unfortunate side effect of circumstances. My voice and reasoning never to be heard, I was told, until I decided not to be labeled as a victim of circumstances.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 9, 2025 at 7:17 PM
Often I thought I was stuck,
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances.
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances.
"You don’t have to be great to start, but you have to start to be great." - Zig Ziglar
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompt
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompt
Fiction Monday – 272
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-second edition of Fiction Monday. "You don’t have to be great to start, but you have to start to be great." - Zig Ziglar
thevoidthoughts.com
October 7, 2025 at 6:03 PM
"You don’t have to be great to start, but you have to start to be great." - Zig Ziglar
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompt
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompt
“Who told you it’s empty? I saw light there last week,” chided little Mary.
“Everyone knows that house has been vacant for years, Mary.” Joe couldn’t believe the stories his sister came up with these days. For a five-year-old, she was quite creative.
#fiction #flashfiction
“Everyone knows that house has been vacant for years, Mary.” Joe couldn’t believe the stories his sister came up with these days. For a five-year-old, she was quite creative.
#fiction #flashfiction
The Vacant House
“Who told you it’s empty? I saw light there last week,” chided little Mary. “Everyone knows that house has been vacant for years, Mary.” Joe couldn’t believe the stories his sister came up with these days. For a five-year-old, she was quite creative. “Stop lying, Mary,” scolded Joe.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 7, 2025 at 1:03 AM
“Who told you it’s empty? I saw light there last week,” chided little Mary.
“Everyone knows that house has been vacant for years, Mary.” Joe couldn’t believe the stories his sister came up with these days. For a five-year-old, she was quite creative.
#fiction #flashfiction
“Everyone knows that house has been vacant for years, Mary.” Joe couldn’t believe the stories his sister came up with these days. For a five-year-old, she was quite creative.
#fiction #flashfiction
Earlier this month, I decided to write and publish daily. Although I didn’t publish every day, I wrote almost every day. When I first set out to write with the intention of publishing — beyond poetry and fiction — it felt like an immense task.
Everyday Stories
Earlier this month, I decided to write and publish daily. Although I didn’t publish every day, I wrote almost every day. When I first set out to write with the intention of publishing — beyond poetry and fiction — it felt like an immense task.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 1, 2025 at 6:55 PM
Earlier this month, I decided to write and publish daily. Although I didn’t publish every day, I wrote almost every day. When I first set out to write with the intention of publishing — beyond poetry and fiction — it felt like an immense task.
Often, I hear
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered.
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered.
Listening Beyond Fear
Often, I hear the gentle whisper of my inner voice. It guides me— when I am in doubt, when I feel scared, when my mind feels cluttered.
thevoidthoughts.com
October 1, 2025 at 6:35 PM
Often, I hear
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered.
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered.
“The first step toward success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself.”- Mark Caine
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompts
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompts
Fiction Monday – 271
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-first edition of Fiction Monday. “The first step toward success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself.”- Mark Caine
thevoidthoughts.com
September 30, 2025 at 4:39 AM
“The first step toward success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself.”- Mark Caine
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompts
#quotes #fictionmonday #writingprompts
A Walk in the Rain
Today it rained in the afternoon. My little one wanted to go for a walk in the rain, holding the umbrella. Unfortunately, by the time we stepped outside, the rain had cleared, leaving only puddles behind. We wandered around with the umbrella in hand, hoping the rain would…
Today it rained in the afternoon. My little one wanted to go for a walk in the rain, holding the umbrella. Unfortunately, by the time we stepped outside, the rain had cleared, leaving only puddles behind. We wandered around with the umbrella in hand, hoping the rain would…
A Walk in the Rain
Today it rained in the afternoon. My little one wanted to go for a walk in the rain, holding the umbrella. Unfortunately, by the time we stepped outside, the rain had cleared, leaving only puddles behind. We wandered around with the umbrella in hand, hoping the rain would return, but in vain.
thevoidthoughts.com
September 28, 2025 at 5:10 AM
A Walk in the Rain
Today it rained in the afternoon. My little one wanted to go for a walk in the rain, holding the umbrella. Unfortunately, by the time we stepped outside, the rain had cleared, leaving only puddles behind. We wandered around with the umbrella in hand, hoping the rain would…
Today it rained in the afternoon. My little one wanted to go for a walk in the rain, holding the umbrella. Unfortunately, by the time we stepped outside, the rain had cleared, leaving only puddles behind. We wandered around with the umbrella in hand, hoping the rain would…
I’ve lost count
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps.
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps.
Someday, Perhaps
I’ve lost count of the poems I’ve written. I’ll say many, still not as many as I’d like to. Someday, perhaps.
thevoidthoughts.com
September 25, 2025 at 8:35 PM
I’ve lost count
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps.
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps.
When the perturbed mind reflects,
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection.
Every line, every frown,
every crumpled thought,
shines too clearly,
and all I can hope
is that it remains hidden,
difficult to read,
unseen by the chaos itself.
#poem #mind #poetry
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection.
Every line, every frown,
every crumpled thought,
shines too clearly,
and all I can hope
is that it remains hidden,
difficult to read,
unseen by the chaos itself.
#poem #mind #poetry
Pristine Chaos
When the perturbed mind reflects, chaos gleams pristine in its own reflection.
thevoidthoughts.com
September 23, 2025 at 2:30 AM
Yesterday was the first day in a week that I woke up without a headache weighing me down. Last week was rough, with stubborn headaches taking over my days and leaving me feeling inadequate. I couldn’t read or write as I had planned.
#lifelessons #hope #gratitude #mindset
#lifelessons #hope #gratitude #mindset
Of Headaches and Hopes
Yesterday was the first day in a week that I woke up without a headache weighing me down. Last week was rough, with stubborn headaches taking over my days and leaving me feeling inadequate. I couldn’t read or write as I had planned.
thevoidthoughts.com
September 23, 2025 at 12:32 AM
Yesterday was the first day in a week that I woke up without a headache weighing me down. Last week was rough, with stubborn headaches taking over my days and leaving me feeling inadequate. I couldn’t read or write as I had planned.
#lifelessons #hope #gratitude #mindset
#lifelessons #hope #gratitude #mindset
#NewBlogPost
Today I was feeling a bit lost. For the last six months, I had been working on a cybersecurity certification, and just last week, I completed it.
Today I was feeling a bit lost. For the last six months, I had been working on a cybersecurity certification, and just last week, I completed it.
Lost And Found
Today I was feeling a bit lost. For the last six months, I had been working on a cybersecurity certification, and just last week, I completed it.
thevoidthoughts.com
September 18, 2025 at 4:56 PM
#NewBlogPost
Today I was feeling a bit lost. For the last six months, I had been working on a cybersecurity certification, and just last week, I completed it.
Today I was feeling a bit lost. For the last six months, I had been working on a cybersecurity certification, and just last week, I completed it.
“The secret of getting ahead is getting started.”— Mark Twain
#fictionmonday #quotes #writing #creativewriting
#fictionmonday #quotes #writing #creativewriting
Fiction Monday – 269
Welcome to the two hundred and sixty-ninth edition of Fiction Monday. “The secret of getting ahead is getting started.”— Mark Twain
thevoidthoughts.com
September 16, 2025 at 5:03 PM
“The secret of getting ahead is getting started.”— Mark Twain
#fictionmonday #quotes #writing #creativewriting
#fictionmonday #quotes #writing #creativewriting