tales for dreamers
tales for dreamers: pretty cauliflowers for sale
Cauliflowers now come in every colour other than white. And it's not for the reasons that spring into your mind first.
Anitha Krishnan writes Indian-inspired fantasy fiction with a dash of mysticism and soul-searching. She lives in Burlington, Ontario with her husband and their cherished child.
tales for dreamers
Cauliflowers now come in every colour other than white. And it's not for the reasons that spring into your mind first.
life, unadulterated
Completing 45 revolutions around the sun!
tales for dreamers
What's the point of driftwood? What purpose does its existence serve? Perhaps there is something to be learnt from its state of constant buoyancy.
tales for dreamers
You can express your appreciation by ringing the bell. Will you? That is one question, yes. But the real question is not whether they pleased you enough to merit your appreciation. The real question is something else altogether.
Pausing the Tales For Dreamers series - both written and audio tales - from December onwards
tales for dreamers
Everyone wishes to be compensated for their work. These monsters are no exception. But their demands are very different than what you and I would ask for. Find out what they are in this short whimsical tale. A Halloween special! Happy Halloween! 👻🎃
monthly missives
Ebook gifts for you, Halloween-themed flash fiction and audio tales, and reflecting on how stories foster human connection in unexpected ways
field notes from liminal spaces
On reclaiming our sanity and creativity from the clutches of anxiety in these times when the world feels as though it is burning down
tales for dreamers
The owners of this home have appointed new caretakers to keep out the pesky neighbourhood kids. How good do you think these miniature creatures likely are at their job? Read this short fantasy tale, a quirky and whimsical flash fiction piece, to find out.
tales for dreamers
There’s a head with two faces that sits atop a tall metal pole under the vast sky. One face speaks only the truth. The other tells only lies. But no one’s ever figured out which one’s which. At first the village folk tried to solve the mystery
field notes from liminal spaces
About the insecurities that we face at the first light of dawn, and addressing them with gentle acceptance and great self-compassion
tales for dreamers
The skeletons are emerging from your closet! What have you hidden there? And now that they're out, what will they reveal about you?! 😱