Alex.J.Cobalt

Everything is about balance. Not about juggling in a furious attempt to keep everything in the air. Not giving up on your dreams because you feel like that time has passed.

It’s about balance.

Some days, your writing is the most important. On those days, you closet yourself away and write, and write, and write.

Other days, your family needs you. Your friends need you. Your work needs you. And on those days, you might not write at all.

And that’s okay. All you have to do is keep a balance.

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• Traits of a Turned
  “You don’t understand me” he said, head in his hands, “you can’t see inside my head.” Amily sighed at her brother. He was in a sorry state, not that she would tell him that. … More Traits of a Turned
• Solitary Confinement (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)
  “Can I sit?” Yanet looked up from her lunch. The woman, a newbie by the yellow stripes on her arms, stood with her tray of food. She had her newly issued cropped haircut, her … More Solitary Confinement (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)
• Under the Arches (Teacup Story)
  “Do you have it?” Lauren nodded, hand still tucked inside her jacket. It might not seem much, this little tin box full of blue powder, but it was going to change the world. Their … More Under the Arches (Teacup Story)
• The Lost Exhibit (A Teacup Story)
  “Do you have it?” a female voice said from the shadows. James shuffled on his feet, feeling the weight of the small statute in his pocket. It had taken him months to track it … More The Lost Exhibit (A Teacup Story)
• The Appointment (Teacup Story – Flash Fiction)
  “So,” the Manager said, “I believe we have an appointment.” Chela smiled, thinly at the Manager. No one knew her name, her real name. It was just The Manager, who had been running the … More The Appointment (Teacup Story – Flash Fiction)
• Flash Fiction – End of Times (A Teacup Story)
  Bethes sighed as he breathed in the steam from the bowl in front of him. Every time he said it would be the last time, but then it happened again. And again. And again. … More Flash Fiction – End of Times (A Teacup Story)