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Sayan Sen from Kolkata writes a [ thought ] A [ thought ] can catch you anywhere, while listening to a song, thinking about someone, on the pot or in the shower. So read one, and think about it! #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Sayan Sen from Kolkata writes a [ thought ] A [ thought ] can catch you anywhere, while listening to a song, thinking about someone, on the pot or in the shower. So read one, and think about it! #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Sayan Sen from Kolkata writes a [ thought ] A [ thought ] can catch you anywhere, while listening to a song, thinking about someone, on the pot or in the shower. So read one, and think about it! #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

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Deciding names for unborn humans is harder than it sounds. Sanjana Singh (@blabberer_on_loose) & Rishi write a [ conversation ] 'Names' A lot of stories are just a tap away on our phone screens. Ever wanted to peep into someone’s chat? Here is a sneak peek into [ Bubble ] - one of the most interactive and loved formats on the TTT app. To read many more interesting ones, download the TTT app #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Deciding names for unborn humans is harder than it sounds. Sanjana Singh (@blabberer_on_loose) & Rishi write a [ conversation ] 'Names' A lot of stories are just a tap away on our phone screens. Ever wanted to peep into someone’s chat? Here is a sneak peek into [ Bubble ] - one of the most interactive and loved formats on the TTT app. To read many more interesting ones, download the TTT app #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Deciding names for unborn humans is harder than it sounds. Sanjana Singh (@blabberer_on_loose) & Rishi write a [ conversation ] 'Names' A lot of stories are just a tap away on our phone screens. Ever wanted to peep into someone’s chat? Here is a sneak peek into [ Bubble ] - one of the most interactive and loved formats on the TTT app. To read many more interesting ones, download the TTT app #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

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The New Year's almost here. But there's so much to say about the old one. Let's get to it, shall we? Prompt: A letter to someone who made your year special Format: open letter Tag: NewYear2019 Deadline: Monday 24th December, 11 a.m. Tag your pieces NewYear2019 for everyone to read them. . ----- . Here’s how to tag your post. 1. Download the TTT app for Andriod and iOS at terriblytinytales.com/app 2. Click on the write icon, write your tale, choose format 'open letter'. Click next. 3. Select genre, select sub-genre. On the same screen in the tags section, put NewYear2019. Click Apply. 4. Long press on the screen and select preview text. Then click publish.

The New Year's almost here. But there's so much to say about the old one. Let's get to it, shall we? Prompt: A letter to someone who made your year special Format: open letter Tag: NewYear2019 Deadline: Monday 24th December, 11 a.m. Tag your pieces NewYear2019 for everyone to read them. . ----- . Here’s how to tag your post. 1. Download the TTT app for Andriod and iOS at terriblytinytales.com/app 2. Click on the write icon, write your tale, choose format 'open letter'. Click next. 3. Select genre, select sub-genre. On the same screen in the tags section, put NewYear2019. Click Apply. 4. Long press on the screen and select preview text. Then click publish.

The New Year's almost here. But there's so much to say about the old one. Let's get to it, shall we? Prompt: A letter to someone who made your year special Format: open letter Tag: NewYear2019 Deadline: Monday 24th December, 11 a.m. Tag your pieces NewYear2019 for everyone to read them. . ----- . Here’s how to tag your post. 1. Download the TTT app for Andriod and iOS at terriblytinytales.com/app 2. Click on the write icon, write your tale, choose format 'open letter'. Click next. 3. Select genre, select sub-genre. On the same screen in the tags section, put NewYear2019. Click Apply. 4. Long press on the screen and select preview text. Then click publish.

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Dear Ex-Best Friend, It's been a while since we last spoke. I sometimes have to snatch my hands back from mid-air before they start writing a text to you. Despite everything that happened, despite whatever was said and done, I miss us. When people look at me, they ask me if I've been through a break-up. And honestly, this is worse. Because you were the one that stuck around when everyone else left. The significant others came and left, leaving a broken heart in the fallout; but you were the one who was always standing at the doorway, carrying a couple of pints of alcohol and ice-cream in hand. That's what made me sure it would always be okay, no matter what the time or situation. Now we both need to figure out how to function without each other. It won't be easy, but as you always said, that's life. You figure it out. But that's the thing - All life really is, is a collection of moments. The only thing differentiating one moment from the other is the memories it holds. And what differentiates a memory from a shitty, ordinary or a great one is the person you shared that memory with. So what does it mean then, when the person you shared some (most) of your best memories with; and who stuck around for you in your worst, decides that they no longer want to be a part of your life? It means you're suddenly no longer a part of a puzzle you fit perfectly with. It means you're now Chandler and *redacted*. It means that when Facebook reminds me of the memories we shared, it feels like a punch to the gut. It means when I cross paths with you, all I see is a stranger I know too well. But there's also going to be some part of me that'll wonder what went so very wrong that the two of us would rather part ways than stick around for each other. Maybe we could have avoided it. Maybe we couldn't . Maybe we'll be too proud to ever speak to each other again. I can't go back in time to redo the way we ended, but I can write you this to reach some modicum of closure. And I will always wish you well, for the love we had for each other. Love, Somebody that you used to know. . ~ Gautami Govindrajan #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writersofig

Dear Ex-Best Friend, It's been a while since we last spoke. I sometimes have to snatch my hands back from mid-air before they start writing a text to you. Despite everything that happened, despite whatever was said and done, I miss us. When people look at me, they ask me if I've been through a break-up. And honestly, this is worse. Because you were the one that stuck around when everyone else left. The significant others came and left, leaving a broken heart in the fallout; but you were the one who was always standing at the doorway, carrying a couple of pints of alcohol and ice-cream in hand. That's what made me sure it would always be okay, no matter what the time or situation. Now we both need to figure out how to function without each other. It won't be easy, but as you always said, that's life. You figure it out. But that's the thing - All life really is, is a collection of moments. The only thing differentiating one moment from the other is the memories it holds. And what differentiates a memory from a shitty, ordinary or a great one is the person you shared that memory with. So what does it mean then, when the person you shared some (most) of your best memories with; and who stuck around for you in your worst, decides that they no longer want to be a part of your life? It means you're suddenly no longer a part of a puzzle you fit perfectly with. It means you're now Chandler and *redacted*. It means that when Facebook reminds me of the memories we shared, it feels like a punch to the gut. It means when I cross paths with you, all I see is a stranger I know too well. But there's also going to be some part of me that'll wonder what went so very wrong that the two of us would rather part ways than stick around for each other. Maybe we could have avoided it. Maybe we couldn't . Maybe we'll be too proud to ever speak to each other again. I can't go back in time to redo the way we ended, but I can write you this to reach some modicum of closure. And I will always wish you well, for the love we had for each other. Love, Somebody that you used to know. . ~ Gautami Govindrajan #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writersofig

Dear Ex-Best Friend, It's been a while since we last spoke. I sometimes have to snatch my hands back from mid-air before they start writing a text to you. Despite everything that happened, despite whatever was said and done, I miss us. When people look at me, they ask me if I've been through a break-up. And honestly, this is worse. Because you were the one that stuck around when everyone else left. The significant others came and left, leaving a broken heart in the fallout; but you were the one who was always standing at the doorway, carrying a couple of pints of alcohol and ice-cream in hand. That's what made me sure it would always be okay, no matter what the time or situation. Now we both need to figure out how to function without each other. It won't be easy, but as you always said, that's life. You figure it out. But that's the thing - All life really is, is a collection of moments. The only thing differentiating one moment from the other is the memories it holds. And what differentiates a memory from a shitty, ordinary or a great one is the person you shared that memory with. So what does it mean then, when the person you shared some (most) of your best memories with; and who stuck around for you in your worst, decides that they no longer want to be a part of your life? It means you're suddenly no longer a part of a puzzle you fit perfectly with. It means you're now Chandler and *redacted*. It means that when Facebook reminds me of the memories we shared, it feels like a punch to the gut. It means when I cross paths with you, all I see is a stranger I know too well. But there's also going to be some part of me that'll wonder what went so very wrong that the two of us would rather part ways than stick around for each other. Maybe we could have avoided it. Maybe we couldn't . Maybe we'll be too proud to ever speak to each other again. I can't go back in time to redo the way we ended, but I can write you this to reach some modicum of closure. And I will always wish you well, for the love we had for each other. Love, Somebody that you used to know. . ~ Gautami Govindrajan #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writersofig

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Whether your luck is good or bad is determined by the secret Santa draw. Joel Thottan (@iammojojojoe) from Mumbai writes a [ conversation ] 'Secret Santa' A lot of stories are just a tap away on our phone screens. Ever wanted to peep into someone’s chat? Here is a sneak peek into [ Bubble ] - one of the most interactive and loved formats on the TTT app. To read many more interesting ones, download the TTT app #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Whether your luck is good or bad is determined by the secret Santa draw. Joel Thottan (@iammojojojoe) from Mumbai writes a [ conversation ] 'Secret Santa' A lot of stories are just a tap away on our phone screens. Ever wanted to peep into someone’s chat? Here is a sneak peek into [ Bubble ] - one of the most interactive and loved formats on the TTT app. To read many more interesting ones, download the TTT app #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Whether your luck is good or bad is determined by the secret Santa draw. Joel Thottan (@iammojojojoe) from Mumbai writes a [ conversation ] 'Secret Santa' A lot of stories are just a tap away on our phone screens. Ever wanted to peep into someone’s chat? Here is a sneak peek into [ Bubble ] - one of the most interactive and loved formats on the TTT app. To read many more interesting ones, download the TTT app #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

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Namrata Das writes a #Community [ 140 ] on #smile #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Namrata Das writes a #Community [ 140 ] on #smile #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

Namrata Das writes a #Community [ 140 ] on #smile #terriblytinytales #ttt #microfiction #wordporn #words #wordgasm #writer #author #poet #poem #writing #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #instapoet #storytelling #stories #story

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The New Year's almost here. But there's so much to say about the old one. Let's get to it, shall we? Prompt: A letter to someone who made your year special Format: open letter Tag: NewYear2019 Deadline: Monday 24th December, 11 a.m. Tag your pieces NewYear2019 for everyone to read them. ----- Here’s how to tag your post. 1. Download the TTT app for Andriod and iOS at terriblytinytales.com/app 2. Click on the write icon, write your tale, choose format 'open letter'. Click next. 3. Select genre, select sub-genre. On the same screen in the tags section, put NewYear2019. Click Apply. 4. Long press on the screen and select preview text. Then click publish.

The New Year's almost here. But there's so much to say about the old one. Let's get to it, shall we? Prompt: A letter to someone who made your year special Format: open letter Tag: NewYear2019 Deadline: Monday 24th December, 11 a.m. Tag your pieces NewYear2019 for everyone to read them. ----- Here’s how to tag your post. 1. Download the TTT app for Andriod and iOS at terriblytinytales.com/app 2. Click on the write icon, write your tale, choose format 'open letter'. Click next. 3. Select genre, select sub-genre. On the same screen in the tags section, put NewYear2019. Click Apply. 4. Long press on the screen and select preview text. Then click publish.

The New Year's almost here. But there's so much to say about the old one. Let's get to it, shall we? Prompt: A letter to someone who made your year special Format: open letter Tag: NewYear2019 Deadline: Monday 24th December, 11 a.m. Tag your pieces NewYear2019 for everyone to read them. ----- Here’s how to tag your post. 1. Download the TTT app for Andriod and iOS at terriblytinytales.com/app 2. Click on the write icon, write your tale, choose format 'open letter'. Click next. 3. Select genre, select sub-genre. On the same screen in the tags section, put NewYear2019. Click Apply. 4. Long press on the screen and select preview text. Then click publish.

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Dear Ex-Best Friend, It's been a while since we last spoke. I sometimes have to snatch my hands back from mid-air before they start writing a text to you. Despite everything that happened, despite whatever was said and done, I miss us. When people look at me, they ask me if I've been through a break-up. And honestly, this is worse. Because you were the one that stuck around when everyone else left. The significant others came and left, leaving a broken heart in the fallout; but you were the one who was always standing at the doorway, carrying a couple of pints of alcohol and ice-cream in hand. That's what made me sure it would always be okay, no matter what the time or situation. Now we both need to figure out how to function without each other. It won't be easy, but as you always said, that's life. You figure it out. But that's the thing - All life really is, is a collection of moments. The only thing differentiating one moment from the other is the memories it holds. And what differentiates a memory from a shitty, ordinary or a great one is the person you shared that memory with. So what does it mean then, when the person you shared some (most) of your best memories with; and who stuck around for you in your worst, decides that they no longer want to be a part of your life? It means you're suddenly no longer a part of a puzzle you fit perfectly with. It means you're now Chandler and *redacted*. It means that when Facebook reminds me of the memories we shared, it feels like a punch to the gut. It means when I cross paths with you, all I see is a stranger I know too well. But there's also going to be some part of me that'll wonder what went so very wrong that the two of us would rather part ways than stick around for each other. Maybe we could have avoided it. Maybe we couldn't . Maybe we'll be too proud to ever speak to each other again. I can't go back in time to redo the way we ended, but I can write you this to reach some modicum of closure. And I will always wish you well, for the love we had for each other. Love, Somebody that you used to know. ~ Gautami Govindrajan

Dear Ex-Best Friend, It's been a while since we last spoke. I sometimes have to snatch my hands back from mid-air before they start writing a text to you. Despite everything that happened, despite whatever was said and done, I miss us. When people look at me, they ask me if I've been through a break-up. And honestly, this is worse. Because you were the one that stuck around when everyone else left. The significant others came and left, leaving a broken heart in the fallout; but you were the one who was always standing at the doorway, carrying a couple of pints of alcohol and ice-cream in hand. That's what made me sure it would always be okay, no matter what the time or situation. Now we both need to figure out how to function without each other. It won't be easy, but as you always said, that's life. You figure it out. But that's the thing - All life really is, is a collection of moments. The only thing differentiating one moment from the other is the memories it holds. And what differentiates a memory from a shitty, ordinary or a great one is the person you shared that memory with. So what does it mean then, when the person you shared some (most) of your best memories with; and who stuck around for you in your worst, decides that they no longer want to be a part of your life? It means you're suddenly no longer a part of a puzzle you fit perfectly with. It means you're now Chandler and *redacted*. It means that when Facebook reminds me of the memories we shared, it feels like a punch to the gut. It means when I cross paths with you, all I see is a stranger I know too well. But there's also going to be some part of me that'll wonder what went so very wrong that the two of us would rather part ways than stick around for each other. Maybe we could have avoided it. Maybe we couldn't . Maybe we'll be too proud to ever speak to each other again. I can't go back in time to redo the way we ended, but I can write you this to reach some modicum of closure. And I will always wish you well, for the love we had for each other. Love, Somebody that you used to know. ~ Gautami Govindrajan

Dear Ex-Best Friend, It's been a while since we last spoke. I sometimes have to snatch my hands back from mid-air before they start writing a text to you. Despite everything that happened, despite whatever was said and done, I miss us. When people look at me, they ask me if I've been through a break-up. And honestly, this is worse. Because you were the one that stuck around when everyone else left. The significant others came and left, leaving a broken heart in the fallout; but you were the one who was always standing at the doorway, carrying a couple of pints of alcohol and ice-cream in hand. That's what made me sure it would always be okay, no matter what the time or situation. Now we both need to figure out how to function without each other. It won't be easy, but as you always said, that's life. You figure it out. But that's the thing - All life really is, is a collection of moments. The only thing differentiating one moment from the other is the memories it holds. And what differentiates a memory from a shitty, ordinary or a great one is the person you shared that memory with. So what does it mean then, when the person you shared some (most) of your best memories with; and who stuck around for you in your worst, decides that they no longer want to be a part of your life? It means you're suddenly no longer a part of a puzzle you fit perfectly with. It means you're now Chandler and *redacted*. It means that when Facebook reminds me of the memories we shared, it feels like a punch to the gut. It means when I cross paths with you, all I see is a stranger I know too well. But there's also going to be some part of me that'll wonder what went so very wrong that the two of us would rather part ways than stick around for each other. Maybe we could have avoided it. Maybe we couldn't . Maybe we'll be too proud to ever speak to each other again. I can't go back in time to redo the way we ended, but I can write you this to reach some modicum of closure. And I will always wish you well, for the love we had for each other. Love, Somebody that you used to know. ~ Gautami Govindrajan

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