Writing Exercise
I Was Interviewed on the #1 U.S. Radio Show – The Senior Zone. AI-Generated.
I recently had the honor of being interviewed on The Senior Zone, the #1 radio show in the United States dedicated to uplifting voices across generations. As an 18-year-old author of 10 books, I shared my journey of writing, my inspirations, and the message behind my latest book, The Silence of Everything. We discussed literature, youth empowerment, and how silence and creativity can become a form of resistance, healing, and hope. Thank you to host Shawn Perry for such a thoughtful conversation and for giving space to young authors like me. It was a proud moment to represent Pakistan and youth writers on such a respected platform.
By Malaika Nawazabout a year ago in Writers
Fiction Prompts
Anne Bernays and Pamela Painter — What If? Writing Exercises for Fiction Writers prompts — William Kittredge asked to begin a story with a given first line. Prompt: Begin the next half of the book you are writing with this line— Where were you last night?
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Writers
The Shining – Stephen King
January 12th – The Overlook Hotel, Colorado The snow had fallen nonstop for three days, burying the roads and sealing the hotel from the world. I had come as a temporary caretaker—a last-minute replacement for a man who “couldn’t handle the quiet,” as the management put it.
By Ameer Nawazabout a year ago in Writers
Frankenstein Mary Shelley
October 3rd, 1881 – Geneva The snow had begun to fall early that year, dusting the rooftops like powdered bones. I arrived at the gates of the Devereux estate under a sky so gray it seemed the heavens themselves were in mourning. I had been summoned by a letter—brief, desperate, and unsigned.
By Ameer Nawazabout a year ago in Writers
rooftop thinking
Atop my roof, I can see the world from a bird’s eye view. I can see the colors of all the cars, hear the blaring sirens, feel the wind in my hair. I can think my thoughts all to myself. I can contort my face into any expression. I can jump and smile and skip and scream. I can dance and sing and swing around the chimney. I can cry with my head in my hands. I can cackle like a supervillain, or hold my head high and grin like a superhero.
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Writers








