If I were to write a story taking place in Bus #49 (Ubc-metrotown Station) the old lady who started to clean her teeth with a toothpick this morning would be the main character. Advertisements
The fact that you closed your blog makes me a very sad panda indeed.
I’ve been struggling with my statement of interest for Graduate School for the past month of so. I have gone and met with four of my favorite profs and I received two examples of these kind of statement from two successful UBC graduate students yet I am still unable to write anything very consistent. The… Continue reading Please accept me
So I lied. Remember when I said I never read anything by Clive Barker? Well, past me read one book by him and could not remember its title. But past me LOVED that book and looked and never stopped looking for it. When I was in middle school I used to read a lot. I… Continue reading The Thief of Always-Dear Chris
Wrote the beginning of three drafts but they are not good enough/ finished enough to be published. So instead, here is a picture of a dying moth I found this summer: I was sad it died, I tried to save it but it did not do so well on the windowsill (still an improvement from… Continue reading Blah
They are all floating up there Tokyo-2011
“It is dangerous playing god…” Why, thank you for your insight anonymous library user I’ve just finished reading Sandkings by George R R Martin and it’s still pretty much on my mind. Last year, I wanted to read this story badly but it was not available at the library and I was monitoring myself in… Continue reading Short stories