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I was looking for an old list of character names on an hard drive earlier this week, and I came across a folder I thought I'd lost forever when my old computer died. The following is my college admissions essay, which I wrote back in 2009 before I applied to various schools. This essay got... Continue Reading →
(I wrote this poem a few years back for an unfinished fantasy story that will likely never see the light of day. It's about a woman who eventually became a queen,widely revered for her beauty and feared for her skill with an ax and her prickly attitude. I actually like how it came out, so... Continue Reading →
I'm sure y'all have seen the meme that has come to be known across the internet as "Why not both?" It looks like this, for the unfamiliar: I think about it often, especially when I see debates over certain topics popping up across the internet, or in everyday life. There seems to be things that... Continue Reading →
Writers are often advised to avoid certain tropes in their writing, but let's face it... some tropes/cliches are unavoidable. And some are irresistible! Tropes and cliches can be bad, don't get me wrong. They are dreaded and spurned for a reason. They can break a story and turn a reader away from a book or... Continue Reading →
After letting recurring depression/anxiety issues fester for the majority of my late adolescence and early adulthood, I have sought help over the past several months. I don't want this to be a "woe is me" post, so I'm going to avoid delving too deep into the nature of those issues, but my mental state has... Continue Reading →
(TW: Death) I was afraid of the deep end of the pool for most of my formative years. I never passed level 3 swim lessons because I wouldn’t dive into the deep end of the pool. I would sit on the end of the diving board, cross my arms over my chest, and cry while... Continue Reading →
(Here's a short story I wrote a few years ago and have always been fond of. Hope you enjoy!) Grayson Hightower did not understand what it meant to be happy. He was not a superfluous man. He was a businessman. Forty-five, living in a posh penthouse overlooking the harbor—and he had yet to spot a... Continue Reading →
So, I'm going to be honest for a second. I've been in a bit of a slump when it comes to writing. It happens. It's not an unusual phenomenon for writers and other creative folk. Except this time, none of my go-to methods for sparking inspiration have worked. I sit down to write and... nothing... Continue Reading →
I don't know if there is an official name for something like this, but I have come to realize that I suffer from a syndrome that I refer to as "Just in Case-itis." This affliction often goes hand-in-hand with a plague of "What if?"s. I am incapable of packing for anything - be it a... Continue Reading →
