In Which There is a Pause, or, Finding the Motivation

There is a moment in your life when you wonder what you’re doing here. Scratch that – there are millions of moments, millions and billions of pauses we take throughout our lifetime when we wonder what we’re doing here. Growing up, I knew what I wanted. I still do – but I also thought it … Continue reading

Open Love Letter on Valentine’s Day

Hello you. I just wanted to say how beautiful I think you are. What a wonderful person, what a fantastic human being you are.  It’s about time you realized, about time you were told. You are special. I’ve come up with a list of all the reasons you’re amazing: 1. You are inspiring. You want … Continue reading

Coming to Terms With Mortality

My grandfather died last Thursday. I have not talked about it, especially not here – I have continued to plug away at my novel, continued to hang out with friends, continued to complain about the unfinished house with no bathroom that I am currently living in. It has seemed like, maybe by not talking about … Continue reading

Destiny, or Something Like It

Hello, Old Friend.  It has been a while. I left you in favor of fluorescent bathed classrooms, anxiety fueled tests, the end of a decade (or at least a semester). I have returned, though for how long I cannot be sure.  I am here now, and that is all that matters. I am going through … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: In Which You Are New Again

I am confused. There is a part of me that still looks at your pictures, that still smiles when you smile, that still cries when you are hurt. There is a part of me (I have hidden it well, you see) that never wanted to leave. There is a part of me that still wonders … Continue reading