January 25, 2022 My 2022 Mantra: Unapologetic Everyone talks about the negatives associated with the pandemic. Yet, I haven’t seen so many people talk positively about what changed for the better during this time. Of course, I can only speak from experience, but from January 2020 until now, as I wrote in the last post, I can only really describe the previous two years with one word: unapologetic.
March 9, 2021 Time of the Season When I arrived in Florida two years ago, I was convinced that I was going to stay here forever. I lived in Taiwan long…
December 31, 2020 Ambivalence Today is the day that all of us have been waiting for: the time to say goodbye to 2020. I believe everyone can agree…
October 23, 2020 Why We Need to Listen to Our Nostalgia As the end of the year draws closer and closer, it is becoming more apparent just how insane this year really has been. To be…
February 1, 2020 It’s About Time… It’s officially been seven months since I moved back home from Taiwan, and I gotta say, things are settled. They have been settled for quite some time, but I wish it would have happened sooner, because I had many plans for my books to be released this year. That’s right, books.
January 18, 2020 How Do You Know? Growing up, I often times daydreamed about love. Call this a result of all the princess movies I watched or all the Disney VHS tapes my parents kept on hand, but I couldn’t help myself. All the books I read had some love component, whether platonic or romantic, and all the stories I wrote had a little bit of love intertwined into the mix. Even if I wouldn’t admit it, much like everybody else out there, I was anxious to find love of my own.
December 7, 2019 East of Eden Of all the places along the coast, the bridge to Stuart has always been my favorite drive. I used to press my face up to the glass as a young child, watch the boats coming into the harbor, and the families lined up at the docks ready to head out to the ocean for the day.
November 30, 2019 Sparks Fly Coming up the front steps after my parents, Sam and Luke were both tugging away at a black Guns N Roses t-shirt. Both of their eyes shone gold, brighter than the lights above them. They both turned to us, dropping the t-shirt to the ground. Mom glared at them and crossed their arms.
November 16, 2019 Cleaning House “Ready?” I nodded over to Thomas, who held his wand tightly in his hand. His dark eyes shifted to the rattling door. I gulped. “On three.” “One,” we both paused, hearing more intense rattling, “two…three.” SLAM! One flick of our wrists and the lock turned. The door burst open, slamming open against the wall. Pages upon pages flew out of the attic, causing both of us to hold our hands up. Books toppled to the hallway floor from the stairs, reaching our toes and growing into a large pile.
November 9, 2019 Summer Shenanigans Riiiiiing. Riiiiiiing. Riiiiii– “Hullo?” I moaned as I sat up, pressing my phone to my ear before I even opened my eyes. Without having to check, I knew who it was. Glancing at the time, I groaned again. It was only seven in the morning. Why, Cecile?
