If my stories were desserts… here’s what you’d taste:
A soft , glowing vanilla sponge layers with golden honey and a hint of citrus .
Simple at first bite but filled with hidden sparkles of magic. Sweet nostalgic and quietly surprising… just like a childhood evening that turns into something more .
A subtle hint of citrus. A sparkle you didn’t expect. A quiet shift in flavour that makes you pause and wonder.
This story is rooted in nostalgia – the calm of the evening roads, the innocence of a child’s curiosity – but with a twist that transforms the ordinary into something magical . Just like the dessert that looks simple but leaves a lasting impression, Evening Walk invites readers to rediscover the beauty hidden in everyday moments .
A rich layered dark chocolate cake with a molten center.
Intense, emotional and unforgettable. Every bite carries depth: pain, strength and the courage to rise. Not light… but deeply satisfying for the soul.
This story is about more than just what happens on the surface. It explores the depth of human experience – the kind that lingers long after the last page is turned. Like a powerful dessert that is both heavy and satisfying, it is meant to be felt slowly, deeply and completely.
A bold, spicy caramel dessert with a sharp twist – maybe a chili-infused toffee pudding.
Sweet, dangerous and unpredictable. Just when you think you know the flavour… it changes , just like the schemes and tension unfolding inside the story.
It’s the kind of dessert that keeps you guessing, where every bite reveals something new. This mirrors the tension and unpredictability within the story- a narrative that doesn’t settle into one flavour but instead evolves , challenges and surprises.
It’s daring. it’s sharp and it refuses to be forgotten .
Because every story I write isn’t just meant to be read..
It’s meant to be felt, tasted and remembered. Sometimes they surprise you when you least expect it.
Which one would you try first?
Sharitah Kachwendu | Author 
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