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Category Archives: Literary Pursuits
A Tale of Three Bamboo
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. For some reason, even though that first line from A Tale of Two Cities resonated in my young brain so loudly, I just couldn’t get into that book. … Continue reading
Amalgamation: a story.
“I’m leaving.” “Hmm?”, I replied. “Where are you going?” I feigned obliviousness. It’s a defense mechanism built out of hope that I was quite adept at using. “No. I mean I’m leaving”, she said. When you walk into the surf … Continue reading
Posted in Creating Connections, Literary Pursuits, Personal
Tagged introspect, love, pain, relationships
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Ok, so am I a writer *now*?
I’m excited. Stoked. Thrilled. Giddy! (yeah I know, I used that word again. It’s a rare occurrence, really.) In fact, if you could hear the chatter inside my head, it would sound something like this: “omg omg omg omg omg … Continue reading
Valentine Pub Crawl
Just in time for Valentine’s day, I submit to you, worthy readers, a valentine pub crawl. Except instead of crawling pubs, I’m gonna crawl countries. And instead of sampling libations*, I’m gonna swirl words of love around my palate in … Continue reading
Posted in Creating Connections, Literary Pursuits, Personal, World Traveler
Tagged I love portuguese, language, love, valentine
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Folding
Who came lurking in the nighttime to wake up grumbling don’t look at me? Folding scolding it came building folding up inside of me. I wake up bleary body weary slowly cruising sunless streets. Broken, tired uninspired folding up inside … Continue reading
The Start of Days
Unimportant is the path, Chemical and Divine. I am here. I see the ways in all, And all touches me. I am in God. Forever burned in flesh, It affects even now. I am not the same. The Pyramid of … Continue reading
Transition – Part Two
Category: Stories_Read Part One As she stepped into the dim living room, another memory passed before her eyes. She and her mother sat in front of the TV, watching a movie. It was about a family that had a rough … Continue reading
Transition – Part One
Category: Stories_ Transition. The wind whispered through the cornfield. As the sun set beyond the furthest row, each leaf glistened dark green from the afternoon rain. The only sound was the soft murmuring of the stalks, slowdancing with the breeze. … Continue reading
Transition – Prologue
Category: Stories_I wrote a short story for a writing class I took at a local college a couple years ago. It was during one of those times where my life was kind of in a holding pattern; I was in … Continue reading