When the world falls prey to itself (yet again), what do you do? You hold onto your own kernel of undeniable truth, no matter how small, and you polish it. Build it layer by tiny layer with every act and indication around you that demonstrates reason, kindness, and indefatigable courage. Look for them; they’re there. They’ve always been there. History tells us this, too.


Just my thoughts about the events of last night.


Beta readers – administrative post!

I have a question…

I’m wondering who uses beta readers to help in their writing process? If you do, where do you find them? What works for you and what is most helpful in the exchange with a beta reader? Is anyone interested in becoming one? Having one? Interested in exchange of beta reading services?

Okay, so that wasn’t true. I actually have many questions…

Alternatively (or in addition): is anyone involved in a writing circle/group that has been very helpful? Or would you be interested in creating one? Have room for one more in your group?

I would love to know what works for you! And if you have interest in combining our resources in some way, please let me know. I would be very happy to explore ideas about this. I tend to write fiction, mostly flash or short stories, but am open to beta readers (and to beta reading) of most genres and types of creative writing.

Happy writing and happy Friday!





There was nothing more.

It built into nothing more

Than astonishing.

© Nadia Brownphoto-30


White Stag- 3 Line Tales


There was always a shift in the air before the white stag appeared. A silver-edged dissonance that ran up her spine and made her temples throb. This time was no different. As she stood, balancing the buckets she’d filled in the Lake, languid snowflakes began to fall, covering the graying grasses around her.  It’s only once each year, she reassured herself. She tilted her head and caught her reflection in the water: two black eyes gazed back at her, framed by majestic, shimmering antlers. Where she’d stood, an emerald hue emerged within the grass, and it followed translucent footprints to the village.

© Nadia Brown

Glad to be participating in Sonya’s 3 Line Tales!

Photo by Rebecca Johnson


Embraced by Shadow – Haiku and Photos

Embraced by shadow

All our light becomes a 


For Frank’s Tuesday Photo Challenge – Shadows






Yellow Chair Review – Flash Fiction

Well, this is cool. The Yellow Chair Review is a lovely online literary journal that publishes poetry, fiction, and nonfiction on a quarterly basis. Check it out! I am absolutely honoured to have one of my stories included in their latest Issue. You can read it here, if you like.

Here’s to a positive, creative, and productive day!




Words, unspoken,

Stain these hours

With a faintly marbled hue.

© Nadia Brown

Photo from