glimpses shared by our authors
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I: You say you have no talents but yet still find yourself as one of the most famous young men of this generation, and you never yearned for fame? A: ... read more -
Buzz poured leftover coffee into a mug still lined with the caffeine grime from the night before. His mind went blank as he mindlessly wandered around the small kitchen of ... read more -
I'm hitting that point again. I'm a control freak, and I can't think straight if I'm not living three days into the future. I don't do well with "wait and ... read more -
Lenni blushed. Just seeing Charles' name on her facebook homepage made her heart beat faster. He posted more stuffs about computer, and she couldn't understand any of it as always. ... read more -
I'm walking slowly through the dark grime of the world in which we live. I'm bowing my head, looking at the pavement below my feet, slimy and unreliable like our ... read more -
"I saw a ghost, Mommy!" Katrina said, "but I couldn't walk through it. It would float away before I could touch it." She paused. "Why did the ghost run away ... read more -
I remember our parents called us into the kitchen, over to the little stools that my mom begged so earnestly for, the stools that no one had sat in until ... read more -
every now and then, i slip into my head. it's inevitable really. the pulling starts at my toes, my feet, bending my knees up to my chest, sucking in my ... read more -
What time is it? I've stopped looking at the clock every two seconds. It was only making me more and more anxious. I step out onto the balcony and listen ... read more -
Language. Prescriptivism or Descriptivism? For a long time I've considered myself a little of both, trying to somehow meld these two philosophies together into some coherent personal belief system on ... read more
