#creativenonfiction

Weekly short story prompt from The Ink Well

Greetings! Ade was a very good man and the very youth pastor in our church. I would have loved to mention the name of the church, but because of the sensitivity of the matter I would like to share here,

Image generated with Ai Are you sure we are actually leaving? I looked at Mfon and laughed while listening to her “You have asked me this question since morning.” I replied “I know,” she said, looking

None of us knew we were watching my father live out his last ordinary week. It looked too much like every other week to raise any alarm. My father was an electrician. Not the kind with a big shop or a

The Invisible Line: When "Normal" Becomes a Luxury Every lifetime is quietly divided into two eras: the vast, comfortable "before" and the sharp, unpredictable "after." For

At 11:47 p.m. on a Tuesday night, Tsado, one of the country's most popular comedians, sat on the edge of his bed and opened his phone, as he had done so many times in the past. He had spent the afternoon

My elder sister used to be my worst enemy. Growing up we were more than just enemies; she was a cat and I a rat. We don't go in a sane way at all. We are never in agreement, and we argue about the smallest

"I would like it if you left the chair and didn't move it yet," I said to one of the carpenters standing in one of the nearly finished dining rooms. He glanced at my face, then looked at the

Mira had played Beatrice fourteen times to a full house and every single night the audience believed she'd been born for the part.. They didn't know about Whitmore.. Elena Whitmore had originated the role..

The preparation for the IIMK Journey Securing a spot at IIM Kozhikode (Kochi Campus) is no easy feat. For an entire year, he poured his heart into rigorous preparation. Though he had hoped to break into