Confession… or The Rules of Writing
I don’t think there are any rules. Just fall in love with writing. I just sent this message to an acquaintance. I...
Read out allWhen I think I want to speak. When I speak I need to run. When I run I have space to think.
When I think I want to speak. When I speak I need to run. When I run I have space to think.
These songs have travelled with me through many seasons of faith, family, and quiet worship. Some are centuries old, some more recent, and one is my own. This album is...
I don’t think there are any rules. Just fall in love with writing. I just sent this message to an acquaintance. I...
Read out allRead in Daphne voice (curp) Roses can be red Violets are purple I think it’s wonderful that I’m half of this couple
Read out allShare your story here… This is what my blog post page says. When I start typing, that encouragement disappears, kind of like...
Read out allAll along I thought I was supposed to come here. Meeting Laban and Alice when I was five or six years old....
Read out allA girl stands on a bridge. Below her speeds the dual carriageway, running fast into the future she doesn’t want to meet....
Read out allMally reading through When Love Kills (adapted by Arfaan Bholim from The Thrill of Love by Amanda Whittington) https://anchor.fm/thinkspeakrun/episodes/When-Love-Kills—Read-through-by-Mally-Tamale-Sali-ec6htn
Read out allHi. I’m Mally. I’m 32, and I’m a wife and a mother of four. I love to sing, act and write. I...
Read out allThe Bible is the undisputed Word of God and the lamp unto our feet. Can you back what you are saying with...
Read out allBy virtue of being Isaac’s firstborn, Esau has both the birthright and the blessing that come from that position. But the Bible...
Read out allDo I have to Wait Until I’m sixty Or dead For anyone to recognise What passed before Their eyes Unseen Unnoticed Beautiful...
Read out allOh my God. So here we go. Oh my God. Oh my God ; a phrase I was never allowed to say...
Read out allThe morning serves up Steaming hot bowls Of her ladled self. We are not asked to comment; Only for thankfulness As she...
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