“Fuck.” She glanced towards the window across the room. It was a large glass one, light seeping into the café and making its patrons glow yellow among the sunset. She also appreciated the ambience here, being a quiet break from the bustling city outside. She propped her arm up on the table, head resting in … Continue reading Something I Outlined and Started Writing, but now am Unsure
She waited by the side of the road. Umbrella in hand, water dripping all around her feet. The New York lights were blurred by the storm, almost like some sort of post-apocalyptic world. Maybe she could pretend that she was in Tokyo. A cab came by. Those yellow cars still running late into the Tuesday … Continue reading Short Story: Night Life
He hated doing all the grunt work. He slouched down onto the large wooden create, his heavy frame causing it to creak. This was boring. All he had to do was guard a stock exchange. Takumi glanced down at his arm. His full-body gear was covering all the tattoos. He was decorated like everyone else … Continue reading SHORT STORY EXCERPT: NIGHT WATCH
I haven’t written anything in forever. So sorry that this is Not That Great™. Jaxon had disappeared into the kitchen to mourn the death of his dishwasher. It’d been a good dishwasher too. Served its purpose. Lived a long life. All that crap. I hoped that he’d get a new one quickly though, unless he … Continue reading SHORT STORY: LEAVE
I don’t even really know what this is. I wrote parts of it for a creative writing piece last semester and the story line is pretty silly and the characterisation sort of stuff isn’t the best, but it gave me happy vibes to write/edit so I’m sticking with it. It was fun. If there was … Continue reading SHORT STORY: A DIFFERENT TYPE OF SUFFERING
