Yesterday

Yesterday, my alarm went off at 4:30AM. I smashed the snooze button until 4:50, but it was technically my day off, so I wasn't under much pressure to be on time to work. I brewed my coffee into a "Do or do not, there is no try" travel mug emblazoned with Yoda on the side,... Continue Reading →

Fly

Another addition for Olde Poetry Monday, this one circa 2009. Please enjoy.   I don't get why people tell me, "never change." If I stayed the same, my biggest dream would still be to sprout wings and fly away. It's cute when you're five, but I don't think they have a major for that in... Continue Reading →

Me Too

I know that many people look at the world today and see it as a volatile place. I'm more or less the definition of a standard-issue, Starbucks-loving, nonreligious, straight white girl, so obviously, my life hasn't been riddled with the kinds of difficulties faced by those who are discriminated against because of their sexual orientation,... Continue Reading →

Simple

The first whiff of coffee in the morning. A new book on a rainy day. Fleece-lined leggings in winter. Singing a song you love at the top of your lungs. Popcorn at the movies. Hitting snooze on your alarm and not having to actually get up. Finishing a really strenuous workout. Finding out your favorite... Continue Reading →

Rose of Autumn

(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 →

Why not both?

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 →

Unexpected

When I was in 6th grade, my classmates and I participated in a program at a place called Exchange City. Basically, we were to apply for jobs, learn how to interview, and, once our positions were secured, we went on a field trip to a makeshift "city" set up where we were told to run... Continue Reading →

Rena

(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 →

Reawakened

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 →

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