Writing

  • The Strange Life of a Dæmon

    The Strange Life of a Dæmon

    When I was about nine years old – I stumbled across a book in the school library: The Golden Compass by Phillip Pullman. If you’re unfamiliar, it’s a brilliant story of coming of age, being good and kind, love, friendship, loss, and overcoming the opression of the human condition. But most intriging to a nine… Read more

  • Waking Up

    Waking Up

    I realized one day that I avoided my own gaze when I looked into a mirror. Even if I was fixing my hair or putting on makeup, I rarely looked myself in the eye. I’d see myself in pieces – the redness around my nose, the sun spots on my cheek, the paleness of my… Read more

  • Black Lives Matter.

    Black Lives Matter.

    Black lives matter. I should be able to end it there at that period. Instead, I’ve found myself mulling over exactly what I wanted to say because there are a lot of emotions stewing within me, in my community, and across the world. I was sickened to hear about the murder of George Floyd. Here… Read more

  • Beast Witch

    Beast Witch

    You are an adventurer, but you could never slay a low level monster because they were too cute. This lead to the low level monsters adoring you and following you around. This has made others believe your some kind of boss and so instead of monsters you must fight your fellow adventurer. –posted by u/nyomachomp… Read more

  • on being a “dream girl”

    on being a “dream girl”

    Even as I type this, I’m not sure it’s a story I need to share, should share, or has any value. But the more I stew on it (a lovely stew made up of annoyance, feminism, and sass), the more I want to share it. We live in a very interesting age of connectivity –… Read more

  • the day of August 23rd

    the day of August 23rd

    I am not one to necessarily believe in fate and synchronicity, although it would be inaccurate to say I believe in complete random chaos. My views lay somewhere in-between, where we control our lives but some things inevitably come into our lives. I guess like asteroids colliding into a planet – not necessarily fated, but… Read more

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