A few years ago, I had a bad date. And not just any bad date; a ridiculously bad date. So, of course, I documented it. I suppose this is the lemonade I made from the giant lemon life handed me. Apologies for the dated material, but I think that while I hated it, you will enjoy … More My Worst Date Ever – A Tragicomedy
Some days, weeks, or even months, are simply uneventful. They pass quickly, in a steady rhythm of industry, sprinkled with modest pleasures and small stresses. They remain devoid of any major developments, with no excitement to speak of. But do not lose heart, for this is when the groundwork is laid. As long as you … More The Ebb and Flow
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my story composed completely of Beatles lyrics? It took me a while to write, will you take a look? Haha…I’m a big Beatles fan, and I felt inspired by this fun yet daunting challenge. Being limited to certain words and phrases was a struggle, but at least the … More A Story Composed Completely of Beatles Lyrics
When he closed his eyes real tight, so tight that his heavy eyelids seemed to disappear into his straining ocular muscles and perhaps into the serpentine folds of his brain itself, so tight that the fleshy red-black sensation of shuteye-sight faded into the deeper and darker black of spilled India ink, the throbbing in his … More The Voice
Rumi Wilde had the uncomfortable feeling that she would never be able to live up to her name. She was, of course, named after the celebrated Persian poet and Sufi mystic, Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī, and also had the misfortune of bearing the surname evocative of the great Irish writer, Oscar Wilde (no relation). Yet, … More What’s in a Name?