A Tiny Life Moment of Unbearable Pain

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The Moment

Heck, Silently. She had the oxygen mask over my mouth. I injected all the emotions I felt into my eyes. Cold steel pumped through a single vein at the back of my hand. I heard the silent hum of the machine as it pushed pain, again.

Take it out,’ my eyes said. ‘I cannot bear this any longer. I’d rather die than bear the pain.

Did she hear me? Or had she seen this all before? I heard her say that she understood. She said I would be asleep soon. …

And you can too, its an invitation

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Last week, I had the most fun with five friends on Zoom, as I introduced them to a new space bringing not-so-new ideas into a virtual space. In this article, I take you through my journey.

Here’s why it started

A Tiny Life Moment of finding hope in the dreariness of life

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The moment

The Reflection

First in March and now in November, people are experiencing a second lockdown, here’s the difference

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In the first lockdown, the birds seemed louder, the world was greener, we listened, we philosophied, we wrote. The planet was healing, the air purer. Everything mattered including toilet paper.

In the second lockdown, we didn’t notice the birds, the world was the same as usual, we no longer listen, the fumes returned, busy cars scuttling on crowded roads . Nothing matters, we all just want to get to the end.

In the first lockdown, we followed the figures, listened to Boris*. We were not sure how to stay alert, but we tried to control the virus. We sang as…

Seeing the new in the normal

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Love them, or hate them. ‘Commas’ and ‘fullstops’ are here to stay. What if we used them, but used them wrongly? Would we discover new meanings? A zing zang flow. Fun? A new way of writing sentences.

In this experiment, I wrote a short story about making Butternut Squash soup. Then I gave it a brand new look and flow. Most of my reworded story sucked, but within it, I found new gems, sentences I loved. I hope you find them too.

Punctuated Properly

I must have checked the recipe at least five times. Out of ten…

A tiny life moment of victorious victims

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The Moment

I am moved by the several singers. As the judges skilfully without prior knowledge asks leading questions causing the contestants to reveal the previous pain and hurt that brought them to the stage. As an emotionally charged song plays in the background


Structure a story that no-one can stop reading

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You’ve been there. A brilliant story idea, exciting characters, fascinating new world. Thrilling scene sequences, cliff hangers. You have all the elements to write an amazing work of fiction. But how do you put these together, so readers turn each page with anticipation. Think of the number of times you start a book. Within ten minutes you’re bored. You force yourself to continue whilst losing the will to live. Finally you give up. A few days later, you watch E.T The Extra Terrestrial or The Hangover, and you are engrossed for over two hours until the last scene.

I remember…

A tiny life writing prompt on ‘when you realise you were wrong’

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It was a DJ on the radio.

He asked a simple question, ‘when was the last time you ate humble pie?’ I thought about this and ended up blank. I very rarely eat humble pie, but that’s because I add caveats in every opinion I give. What about you?

Eating humble pie is the moment when you realise you were wrong in an area where you confidently thought you were right. Most people would apologise, some will back-track and rectify this issue. Others will stubbornly hold their views. Ring a bell?

Writing prompt: October 2020

A Tiny Life Moment of Escape

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The Moment

I started off muttering to myself, the music blaring. Then the music became a distraction. I turned it off and prayed. This time aloud. Death if it happened would be a relief. If I survived an accident, it would be with life-altering injuries. The traffic on the road was way too fast, that dark rainy night.

I continued praying, this time loudly. Shouting in my car.

Jesus, help me, save me. Get me off this motorway. Jesus spare my…

Writing poetry to help understand the brokenness of life

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It’s less than a perfect world

I am reminded
as I walk through the chaos of broken lives
That I live in less than a perfect world

As portions of humanity sweep by
leaving a wake of despair
I see scars of Adam’s fall
In less than a perfect world

As my heart in motion breaks
I wonder at the pain caused in God
for this less than perfect world
was the broken dream of a perfect God.

This entry was from my journal: Saturday May 13th 1995

I was 25 and I had visited Cheshire Homes, an…

Keno Ogbo

Crafting sentences that heal, treasuring tiny life moments. Liberating a stochastic brain. Christian. Writer. Unfinished. Building a world of hope through words

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