Melanie KallaiA Great CatchJack felt a tug on the line. The first one. He’d been bounding from bow to stern, starboard to aft, and back again for an hour, keen on…Feb 1, 2022Feb 1, 2022
Melanie KallaiKirstenKirsten wasn’t at the bus stop. My first thought? Betrayal. How could she miss the first day and let me go it alone? I wasn’t prepared for…May 8, 2021May 8, 2021
Melanie KallaiFive Techniques for Writing through the PandemicAn Author-Supporting-Authors PieceMar 18, 2021Mar 18, 2021
Melanie KallaiA Glimpse of JanuaryThe streetlights went out, and night became real — no more passersby to offer change or a dirty look. The temperature fell like a sleeping…Jan 13, 2021Jan 13, 2021
