Category: Creative Writing

  • Beauty in the mundane

    Life is weird. We spend so much time making such a fuss over it. So many days I spend thinking about later: will I try getting a job, apply for a PhD program, or assume the fetal position until my visa expires and I’ve got no other choice than to go back to Michigan? But…

  • Yesterday I had decided to reward myself for a productive morning with something extra special: an afternoon nap. Scandalous, I know, but glorious nonetheless. My dog even decided to join me as she snuggled in next to me, though in return for her snuggles I was required to scratch her head – a rather fair…

  • When I first started writing this blog, I didn’t really have any expectations for where it would take me or if it would affect my life in any way at all. All I knew was that I loved to write, and blogging seemed like a pretty good way to write a bit more often and…

  • Any kind of blogger, writer, or student faced with a term paper knows all too well what it feels like to have a staring contest with a blank screen. You know what I’m talking about, right? That white screen with the ever-taunting blinking cursor with nothing but a one-inch margin before it.

  • Why do we tell stories? Whether it was used for religious purposes or passing down a people’s history through the tradition of oral storytelling, the human race has been telling stories since before writing was even invented. The only thing that has really changed over the years is that we are able to share stories…

  • I duck my head away from the low-hung branches and feel my way carefully across the tangled obstacle of roots, rocks, and sticks. This half-covered entrance to this place serves as a hidden portal whose access is given to the few that have stumbled upon it. Once past the partition, the space above expands, but…