Nonfiction
The Universe Written on a Single Leaf
A philosopher discovered a leaf with veins forming patterns identical to star maps. He spent years studying it, realizing the design wasn’t coincidence but a reminder: the universe is not out there—it is in everything, even the smallest sliver of matter. When the leaf eventually decayed, the philosopher smiled instead of mourning. “Infinity,” he said, “doesn’t disappear. It only changes form.”
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | The Women | Part VI of VI
I was working as a receptionist in a Congressional Bureau at the Department of Prominence, I was 26 years of age. Two women in my office were best friends. Their names were Lynette and Carolyn. They were always together. They arrived at work in the morning together, they went to lunch together, they took work breaks together, and they departed from work together. They ruled the office and often made my work life challenging, yet ironically, I ended up being the one to help one of them out of a tricky situation!
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Machiavelli | Part VI of VI
My mentor’s advice to take on volunteer responsibilities while I was an office secretary for a director and desk officers paid off. When one of the desk officers was promoted, he offered me the position of his office secretary. With the approval of the Human Resources Division, I transitioned to his new office, known as the “Front Office,” where top executives worked. I was suddenly in a more prestigious setting, alongside our bureau’s other executive office secretaries who were often unfriendly and seemed to lack a strong work ethic. Thankfully, an advisor guided me in developing resilience to adapt to this new environment.
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
The Cloud That Refused to Rain
A single dark cloud hovered over a drought-stricken village, trembling but refusing to break. People cursed it until they learned the truth: if it rained then, the cracked earth would shatter. So they softened the soil, and only then did the cloud let go. Sometimes restraint is the purest form of care.
By GoldenSpeech2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Newspapers | Part VI of VI
I was working with Paul Miller, a desk officer who asked me to be his office secretary in the new bureau where he was promoted to work at once. He moved swiftly to ensure that I was approved to work with him. The Department of Prominence’s Human Resources Office re-assigned me to move forward in my new position with Miller. In this bureau, I met several office secretaries.
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Designer Fashion Shows on TV in Europe | Part VI of VI
Embarking on another new chapter of my life, I bid farewell to my globetrotting career and embraced the opportunity to live and work in Europe for two years as an office secretary to a high-ranking government official. As I settled into my new apartment, I discovered a delightful surprise that added a touch of glamour to my everyday life ~ famous designers’ fashion shows aired on television, seven days a week!
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
Karachi Chronicles Chapter 17
One of the most important, yet over looked aspects of cricket is umpiring. Being an umpire is a tough and often thankless job. Spending the whole duration of play on the field, unlike me waiting around for hours before going out and snicking off or leaving one on middle for a blob, takes immense concentration. All while making split second decisions between the lulls in action and also trying to keep the peace. With every decision you can’t please everyone. For example, each appeal shout ends up in either a happy bowler and an angry batsmen or vice versa.
By S. J. Leahy2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Ms. Donatella | Part VI of VI
During my time at the Department of Prominence, I held the position of telecommunication specialist, working on the shift from 3:00 p.m. to 11:30 p.m., Monday through Friday. The communication center was predominantly male, but there were also six women, including me, working on different shifts. This meant that there were always two women working alongside the men during my shift. One of my colleagues was Ms. Donatella, a kind and quiet woman who always seemed to be tired, walked at a slow pace, and had puffy under-eye bags.
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | The Task Force Official | Part VI of VI
Regrettably, tragic occurrences unfold across the globe, prompting my government agency to establish a round-the-clock Task Force at our Operations Center. The task force's purpose is to thoroughly examine the issue at hand, evaluate potential courses of action, and then present its recommendations in the form of a comprehensive report.
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Black and White Office Party | Part VI of VI
I was scheduled to meet with Mr. Sadoski, a high-profile government official who worked in my bureau at the U.S. Department of Prominence. There was no topic of discussion on the Microsoft Calendar e-invitation on why I was meeting with him. And his scheduler, JoAnn, was not telling me why I was to meet him. I got scared and worried that my unfiltered words may have inadvertently said something that annoyed one of our colleagues. My moment of reckoning was about to happen, and I was terrified!
By Mia Z. Edwards2 months ago in Chapters
