A Name For Me? Not Quite Yet

Some writers’ names have becomes adjectives: Kafkaesque, marxist, Orwellian, sadistic. If your name (or nickname, or blog name) were to become an adjective, what would it mean?

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To be honest, I don’t think my name’s going to be linked to an adjective any time soon; I haven’t published any notable work and I don’t have a heavy-or light-fanbase. (no offense to my twelve lovely followers)

But I can say that I have a few adjectives of my own, I will ask the closest people to me to describe me in one word. And then I’ll list them with the person’s name:

  • A shoulder
    -Toka, my lovely lovely sister.
  • Loving
    -Mother, my safest home.
  • Confused
    -My second mother; my aunt.
  • Soul Guard
    -Sherouk, my eldest sister, the mother of my light. And my accord.

This is the closest thing I’ve got for an adjective resembling me. I guess later on in life I might as well have an adjective figured out.

But up till now, I’ve got my family’s opinion and it’s more than enough.


My Own Faux Mind Reading Session

Who’s the last person you saw before reading this prompt? Whether it’s a family member, a coworker, or a total stranger, write a post about what that person is thinking right now.

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Ok, I was going to make this one in a video. But, I decided today’s prompt wasn’t suitable for video so, I’m going to write this.

Before reading this prompt, I had last seen my sister, Toka. (An Arabic word; I’m Egyptian)
We were actually quarreling about something I don’t remember, but it’s probably lame.

Me and my sister are really close, we’re like two puzzle pieces that complement each other.

Although we fight. A  lot. But we really are BFFS.

I think my sister’s thinking that she hates me, my other sister, and me again. But she usually comes around.

Although she might be negative A lot of times. But I can’t stop loving her. Blood’s thicker than arguments, you see.