The teddy bear had always been special to her. From the day she was born, quite precisely. That’s when it… Read more The Bear Is Hers
The teddy bear had always been special to her. From the day she was born, quite precisely. That’s when it… Read more The Bear Is Hers
I was so sick of “subtly” hinting at needing some fucking money to do shit with my friends. I guess,… Read more Financial Perspectives
I know the wounded bird in my dream can’t be a good omen. And yeah, it’s bad enough that it… Read more Wounded Birds
Thanks for nothing, Mom and Dad. Except, I guess, for “bringing me to this Earth.” Wow, what an achievement. You… Read more Thanks For Nothing: A Privileged Boy’s Soliloquy
Such an announcement on a banner outside of their house felt like an invitation for the universe to make Jessica… Read more Nothing Can Stop Her
She had been working on the manuscript for ages. It was part of the only reason she felt obliged to… Read more Writing A Novel Is Never Clean