Sarah decided to write

Publishing her first drabble.

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The cursor pulsated, a tiny, insistent beat on the blinding white.

Sarah bit her lip, the story a jumbled knot in her head.

Doubt crept in, a chilly breeze under the door.

Was it even remotely decent?

Her fingers froze, hovering over ‘submit’.

Then, the thought of the online writing space warmed her.

The kind of digital hearth where words found their footing, where critiques were more like helpful nudges than heavy blows.

She saw others, folks just like her, daring to send their shaky efforts out there.

A deep breath, a firm click.

The words tumbled into the platform, looking for their spot among the other writers.

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Amal Devasia