Tag Archive: creative writing

Smoke, Ashes, and Fireproof Spirits

It was midnight. Fifty firetrucks tried to save a lifetime’s worth of tremendous love, but they could not. Hush.  No, grieve. Grieve. The wailing sirens understand. Our cherished past is now only dust.… Continue reading

I’d Still Love You in the Morning

Writing Prompt from 642 Tiny Things to Write About by the San Francisco Writers’ Grotto: “You’re divorcing your spouse. Rewrite your wedding vows.” I honestly don’t think I’ll ever want to change anything.… Continue reading

Maybe

  I am an adverb. This realization occurred to me (or at least I forced this realization to descend upon me) as I was reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love.” I intentionally picked… Continue reading

It’s All Right

    I know you’re scared. You’re scared to dream, you’re scared to love, you’re scared to admit that you want to chase all the right things. And believe me, that’s all right. It’s all… Continue reading

Looking for Magic

The six-year old me used to believe that somewhere in the middle of every busy city, well-hidden in crowded places and noisy streets, there were secret portals leading to magical worlds. I often… Continue reading

On Dreams and Realities

When I was five I wanted to become a princess— the kind of princess who lives in a faraway kingdom, always in between that proverbial once upon a time and happily ever after.… Continue reading

Silences

I have known three kinds of silences: There’s the kind that’s hardly noticed— quickly passing, and oblivious to its own existence. Perhaps when we were strangers, before we met, before we happened, our… Continue reading

When I Grew Up

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Every child has been asked this question countless of times and I was no exception. I remember having different answers with innocent reasons.… Continue reading

A Villain’s Letter to the Hero’s Lady

  I want to be the one who saves you— the one who comes to the rescue when you cry for help, the one who chases and kicks out all the bad guys… Continue reading

For the Love of Writing

For the love of writing, I die. It happens like this. When I’m in the middle of watching a great movie or reading an awesome book or when it’s freaking 2AM and I… Continue reading