Meli Walker

Thank you for sharing this one. I love the structure you chose. ♥️

Beautiful! Thanks for sharing with us.

So excited, you will be excellent.

Ohh some very sharp lines here. Such good flow, reads very smooth, start to end. Thank you for sharing with me!

Thank you! 🐝

Aw amazing support from you. And your flash writing has been so inspiring to me.

Thank you! I was so glad for the hermit-crab-ish structure to help me tell it and send it away. Less ouchy now.

Thank you, @judithhannan.bsky.social 💕

Thank you @redsonjabegonia.bsky.social ! Loved reading the relationship in the familiar setting of East Van. ♥️

Thank you, Hannah♥️

Thank youuuu!!

Keeping Secrets by Meli Walker — Five Minutes I hear my mom howling over Patsy Cline’s croon.

And this one at Five Minute Lit—it gave me such satisfaction to condense a story I’d been trying to write for years into 100 words
www.fiveminutelit.com/five-minutes...

Creative Nonfiction: Bread Days by Meli Walker As he folds, turns, and pushes the dough, I remember my own skin being pressed by his calloused fingers.

I appreciate @writesloud.bsky.social for publishing this piece at JMWW jmwwblog.wordpress.com/2021/07/22/c...

Show me your flash cnf #writingcommunity I love short and sharp. I’ll share some of mine...

Creative Nonfiction: Bread Days by Meli Walker As he folds, turns, and pushes the dough, I remember my own skin being pressed by his calloused fingers.

I guess I’ll be brave like @linalau.bsky.social and share one of mine (for when heavy is your mode). jmwwblog.wordpress.com/2021/07/22/c...

Oh that’s a great one, thank you for sharing.

Aw I liked seeing this one again! Sweet relationship. Is she on here too…🦋

Sunflower head drooping in the autumn light

Screenshot of MS word document. The word “deathiversary” is typed on the page and underlined in red. The right click menu is open and the cursor is hovering over “Add to Dictionary”.

Sunflower losing its petals.

Isn’t it a lucky thing to be with our friends the plants while they are dying in the fall and somehow that helps me remember the deathiversary of everyone who has gone before.

bee on blooming herbs

the words “the grief of being a writer who barely writes” on a dot grid notebook with tarot cards in the background

Sunflower in bloom with blue sky and white clouds in the background.

Turns out no one is waiting on that memoir but meanwhile you have a keen sense of your place here and what your purpose might be if only you’d stop expecting it all to be perfect.

So this is it the new party thanks for having me I might leave without saying goodbye I love your outfit can I smoke in here tell me what’s keeping you up at night cheers

In her uniform of all black clothing (theatre), a colourful scarf (poems), gumboots (gardening), and sunglasses (disappearing), she lets slip clues of her little hobbies past and present.

I’d love for us to build the world we’ve always wanted. Also have you seen a chicken drinking water. We’ll include that for sure.