“Plenty of time. You can take in a lot in a hundred and twenty seconds, and that’s all I came here to do: have a good look,” (Hannah 1). Beth Leeson and Flora Braid aren’t friends anymore and haven’t spoken to one another in twelve years, but that doesn’t stop Beth from wanting to check …
And then there’s the fact that I’m twenty-six, soon to be twenty-seven, and I wondered if I was too old to dye my hair, if it would make people see me different, make me feel different, or make me seem unprofessional. This also wasn’t true, there are women in their eighties who dye their hair neon pink and bright purple, there’s no age to hair dye (okay, maybe a baby shouldn’t use bleach and dye in their little hair but you get what I mean) and my co-workers like it too which is nice.
The internet is immortal. Well, maybe not immortal. If something happened that knocked out people’s ways of logging online then it would die, our virtual footprint dead with us. But for now, while the internet is very much alive it at least seems immortal. We post things without a second thought, some of us have …
Hi everyone! Just wanted to give a little update, last year my short story “Jesse’s Room” was a runner-up for Dawson City’s Authors on Eighth Writing Contest and I recently found out that the story was published in the Klondike Sun! I’ve included a link here to read and a link on the “Short Stories …
“I can feel hysteria in my fingertips when the room is quiet. It’s like a dark power I have where we women can unleash disorder and harm,” (Tater 13). Mallory Tater’s debut novel The Birth Yard is a dark look at patriarchal control and rebellion and promises to be a must-read for lovers of The …
Well a lot has fucking happened in a week huh? I’m still drifting though now it’s more of a numbness edged with anxiety, something that flutters somewhere in my belly like some dying thing that my numbness smothers every so often. Not to death, just to sleep before it awakens again.
It’s a weird time right now. Big events and venues are closing and everyone just kind of seems to be drifting, or at least that’s how I’m feeling right now. Like a current is slowly dragging me along, not out to sea or anywhere dangerous, I don’t know exactly where it wants me to go. …
From November 1st 2019 to February 21st 2020 I’ve been finish my NaNoWriMo project. This isn’t exactly the traditional way to do NaNo, when you reach your 50,000 words by the end of the month it’s also supposed to mark the end of your novel. My issue was that once I reached the NaNoWriMo word …
My sister and I were talking recently about hobbies, and how she had read that a lot of millennials don’t have hobbies anymore because they are so focused on their career and likewise that millennials with artistic careers turn their hobbies into work. Arguably doing what you love is a dream job, my goal of …
There is an old Victorian tradition of telling ghost stories on Christmas Eve. I don’t fully understand why this was a tradition or the significance of it to Christmas, only that it some of the lyrics in this classic makes more sense knowing this bit of history and even the infamous Christmas classic A Christmas Carol as …
