October 24, 2018 Clean Slate I stepped around the folded red blankets that hung over the tan couch and took a seat across from my father on the other side of room. He sat upright in the tan chair, paging through a copy of Forbes magazine. His eyes didn’t acknowledge my presence. I cleared my throat.
October 7, 2018 Fall is for Family Of all the seasons, my favorite is autumn. Part of that is due to the beauty I saw growing up around this time of year. In the Midwest, the leaves would change color, turning from vibrant green to rusted colors. The trees would shed themselves of summer’s fragments and everyone would find their way to the orchards, ready to pick out the recent harvest: apples, pumpkins, fruits, vegetables, and then finish off a day in the fields with a drink of apple cider with mitten covered hands.
July 15, 2018 The Master Puppeteer *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used…
July 11, 2018 The Terrible Truths About Price Tags When I was four, my parents bought me Barbie dolls on the regular from Toys R Us. I’m pretty sure that I had dozens…
July 8, 2018 Cracked *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used…
July 4, 2018 On Coming Home Do you ever find yourself too close to a situation, so close that you come to realize the only way to gain perspective is…
June 20, 2018 The Most Valuable Currency *This is an excerpt from a longer story written in 2016, titled Forging a New American Dream, which is a nonfiction account of my personal relationship to money* After three years of trying my best to save up, senior year turned out to be the one year I could afford to have a real spring break: tropical location, good friends, and some delicious drinks. My best friend, Lucy, invited me to visit her parents in Port Saint Lucie, Florida. It worked out nicely for everyone involved: we both got to see her family and get the warm, sunny spring break we imagined we would get at one point in our college years.
June 6, 2018 Somewhere Over the Pacific *written mid-trip to America, whilst sleep deprived and without connection to the outside world, so take what I have to say with utmost caution, or don’t* To say I am excited to go home is an understatement. I’m pretty sure my countdown started at 100 days to go. I’m so stoked that I’m sitting in seat 25K, staring out the window, wide awake on a ten-hour flight from Taipei to Vancouver, knowing full well that not getting sleep is going to be so fun later when I finally make it to Chicago. Good news is that I’ll sleep really well tonight. That’s for sure.
May 27, 2018 Three Things I’ve Learned While Living Abroad As I prepare to go home to visit for the first time in nearly a year and ten months, it baffles me just how…
May 23, 2018 Charles, the Londoner There was one man who stood out in my mind out of all my early travels as a child: Charles, the cab driver. He…
