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FLASH FICTION: Just A Hint
The straw that broke the camel’s back, was in fact, as light as a breath. Julie leaned in for the kiss — as she always did — not because she desired intimacy, but to make sure that Frank stuck to his word. She had sniffed the unmistakable scent of a tipple, along with Frank’s many… — read more
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NON FICTION: Introspection In Sapa
I should’ve packed an extra set of clothes. We were headed to the remote village of Ta Phin, Vietnam, so I saw it fit to cram my day pack with water and bread. Oh, they had tons of that over at my homestay. They even had enough beer and rice wine to kill a couple… — read more
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NON FICTION: Life’s Biggest Goal
Via Daily Prompt: Cling # I can’t polish a blank page, which is why I actually started writing this piece — I wanted to prove to myself that I couldn’t polish crap either. I haven’t been able to write as freely as I’d like lately, and it’s probably because I’m clinging to perfection. Much of… — read more
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FICTION: Festive Doom
Via Daily Prompt: Festive # There’s a weird relationship between happy tunes and horror movies; the twinkling of a baby mobile, or tunes from a theme park. You don’t get the same chill from, say, dubstep or emo rock. The advertisement jingles in supermarkets are right up the horror-movie aisle (heh). How could anybody be happy about a ten… — read more
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WRITING PROMPT: A Birthday Wish
Prompt: You are in your twenties. You wake up to find yourself in your eight-year-old body. You are in the time and at the place you were when you were 8, but with all the memories and mannerisms of your twenty-something self. # The smell of bacon roused Jess. It’s a smell that took her back… — read more
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WRITING PROMPT: Eye For An I
Prompt: You’ve accidentally killed the Devil. God makes you the new Devil to replace the one you killed. # Amos had few regrets for taking to the bottle. He literally pissed my life away, but the haunting memories still remained. Sara and Janey. How I yearn for them. How old would Janey have been? How long… — read more
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NON FICTION: That Post About Smells
I don’t know about you, but every time I return from a trip, I come home with an extra olfactory association as well—another stamp to the collection, so to speak. Singapore’s underground MRT stations smell like stale grass, the streets of Mandalay like boiled pork, and the back alleys of Saigon carry a hint of ham… — read more
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NON FICTION: Things I Learned Wearing The Same Clothes (Almost) For A Year
Well hello again. It’s been a while since my last post, and I thought I’d take this chance to announce a discovery I’ve made. I’ve taken to a monochromatic wardrobe a while back, and upon further inspection of social media, have come to a conclusion that it began almost one year ago. This discounts the… — read more
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NON FICTION: Simon Says
Have you ever watched a movie more than two hundred times? I have. The Matrix was released at a time when the internet had yet to bloom, where the best accompaniment to lunches and dinners were two-disced VCDs. I can’t explain my intrigue. I had memorised the script by heart, but I was still mesmerised by the story of it… — read more
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