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Happy Phoenix

Hi people, I will be taking a break for like a week after this post. Causes include: vacation + burnout. Bye. — Happy phoenix, a falling star above the city, crash landing to a skyscraper. An impromptu rooftop nest, the absolute best for gasping out her last breaths. A falling star sputtering, feathers of flameContinue reading “Happy Phoenix”

Can you hear the violence?

Yes, I stole this line from a Lorde song. No, this poem has nothing to do with “The Louvre.” — thunder bones by midnight, I can be a cannon too; however tired and styrofoamed in silence I sit, my ribs beat for violence. I can wake the sleeping suburbs with my scream rip up theirContinue reading “Can you hear the violence?”

Chekhov’s Gun: How I figured out a backwards concept

The basic principle of Chekhov’s gun: if you show a gun hanging above a fireplace in the first act, it sure better get used by the conclusion of the story. It’s a clear illustration of foreshadowing, and using all elements of a story for a precise purpose, and not giving false promises to the reader.Continue reading “Chekhov’s Gun: How I figured out a backwards concept”

What Inspires You?

I wanted to write an article about how I find inspiration for my novels and stories. But inspiration’s a mysterious, hard-to-bottle feeling; I can’t just write “5 tips to inspire yourself” because that’s like “5 tips to bottle the sunrise.” A single, bottled moment can’t contain the whole process, can’t hold all the reasons whyContinue reading “What Inspires You?”

Simple Reminders

Dear reader: thank you in advance for allowing me to express my frustrations about a relatively simple event in my life. — Hey, familia, I didn’t like the movie you dragged me to go watch with you. Hey, family, just because I didn’t like it, doesn’t make it okay for you to bash my opinion,Continue reading “Simple Reminders”

Random things that make me cry

I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been in a mood called “feel like crying.” At the finale of a tv series at coming home from my brother’s soccer game that he won at a graphic novel at a song at waking up at thinking about this summer, this August, the prospect of my siblings’Continue reading “Random things that make me cry”

Phobia

Help me, they’re coming for me– 12:37 am I shine my phone’s flashlight under the bed, in the closet, beneath the dresser, up and down the walls I wipe the floor with tissues the vent slats the outlets 1:23 am I crawl from under the covers turn on the lamp bend over and stare underContinue reading “Phobia”

When the company’s like family

Company Incorporated, Co. treats its employees just like family! Your sweet sister is everyone’s favorite receptionist; she smiles at the people when they come in, then loses herself in her phone for the workday. “Never a complaint out of her,” the boss praises, “I don’t know what she does, but she sure does it well!”Continue reading “When the company’s like family”