I could still remember when I came home from school crying because I was always picked last in gym. It wasn’t because everyone hated me, but in a world where the kid next to you could control water and his friend could jump so high he nearly hit the ceiling, a girl who could barely… Continue reading A Mother and Daughter Memory
Category: Excerpts
An Unexpected Message…
The strangest part about the note was that Marcus did not remember ever buying the fedora he had found it in. He had just come back from picking up breakfast for himself and a few of the other young men at the orphanage, and had gone to put some change in a small jar on… Continue reading An Unexpected Message…
Declan – Present
Delia was one of those untouchable girls. She wasn’t cold, and she wasn’t arrogant either. I thought, rather, it had something to do with the red lipstick. She didn’t always wear bangs but for as long as I could remember she wore that red lipstick. The bangs seemed to be more like bookends, there in… Continue reading Declan – Present
Another Peak Into the World of Scriptwriting…
During the Fall of 2018, while everyone else was out scaring each other at corn mazes, I was cooped up on my bed working on my final project for my senior capstone course: a masters course in screenwriting. For the final project, I pitched an idea for a feature film, which meant that I was… Continue reading Another Peak Into the World of Scriptwriting…
An Apology of Skittles…
I’m standing outside of Mareina’s door in my suit because I didn’t allow myself time to change. It’s pouring, and the expensive brown loafers I bought to play dress-up in the place of work shoes are soaked thin. My suit sleeves hang like a poncho. Why isn’t she answering? My nerves begin to swell, but… Continue reading An Apology of Skittles…
Preparations for a Hike…
Eric scanned the pantry – a can of chicken broth, a pack of tortillas, a box of PopTarts – until his eyes landed on the granola bars. “You said to grab five right?” He yelled like one must to reach a recipient one floor up and a few rooms over. “Yep,” the nearby answer made… Continue reading Preparations for a Hike…
The Boy and the Cat
I had usually been posting the first Wednesday of every month, but it's been too long to wait until the day arrives! This piece began as an attempt at flash fiction (typically standalone, a page or less) for my advanced fiction writing workshop this spring. Having received feedback that it seemed more like a novel… Continue reading The Boy and the Cat
