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.
life, unadulterated
It's almost 5 P.M. and I've only just switched on the computer for the day. Been completely knackered since morning, a result of yesterday's shot [https://thedreampedlar.com/free-writing-just-another-brick-in-the-wall/]. Entirely expected. What I didn't
life, unadulterated
I got my second shot. And no, it wasn't AstraZeneca this time. I opted for an mRNA vaccine. Given that everything is a crapshoot anyway, I decided to go with the expert recommendation currently prevalent in the country and chose a different shot to be injected into me.
life, unadulterated
It's past 9 P.M. and not a single soul is asleep at home. Thanks to an afternoon nap, D is wide awake, and we went down for a 'late-night' snack just now as his little tummy was growling. He was so excited about it.
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It was awfully hot today. Give me the cold anytime, but the heat has become unbearable. Surprisingly, I did manage to get in my words today after a walk after a fun morning session of drawing funny pictures with D. We were inspired by a book called The Pencil [https:
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Today was grand. The first thing I did after waking up (being woken up by D) in the morning at six was heading down to play with him. We spent a good two hours playing, following which KrA headed down and whipped up some yummy breakfast. Normally, I'd
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Instead of looking at non-writing days as non-productive days, I'm going to rename them as 'family days' or 'rest days'. Because those are pretty much the two reasons I struggle to get to the writing computer. I suppose I should also have
tales for dreamers
How could you possibly play with unlikely playmates and toys that are entirely the wrong size?
life, unadulterated
This is one of those days when I get to say, "Wow! Where did the day go?" KrA was still unwell. I ditched my morning walk so that D and I could ride our bikes a long, long way away to the nearest Fortinos. And boy! I can&
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We woke up later than usual and thereafter, everything this morning took twice the usual amount of time. I spent almost all morning looking forward to an afternoon nap, from which I woke up to find KrA down and under following his second shot yesterday. So D and I went
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We've been watching some of the birds and their eggs hatch and their chicks grow and fledge this season thanks to The Cornell Lab [https://www.allaboutbirds.org/cams/all-cams/] resource. We first watched the barred owls [https://www.allaboutbirds.org/cams/barred-owls/] with great interest.
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Today was a wonderfully ordinary day. Play-time with D in the morning, my morning walk, breakfast and work, more play-time with D, cooking while KrA took D on a bike ride to Paletta, lunch, some TV time for D while I snoozed beside him, sorting of library books,
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D turned five today. I am always hesitant to write about my child, about motherhood, about parenting, because whenever I try to capture that experience in words, I find it is quite impossible to explain it in a way without romanticising the struggle, or downplaying it somehow. When we do