Dead Dead. Not alive. Not here. Not anywhere that I can perceive. Just. Not here. What does that mean for life, when death is so swift and random. How can there be order in the chaos of the world when there is nothing other than chaos. I suppose some people turn to faith. Others turn … More Not anywhere
Tamsin hoped the bathroom door muffled her tears. That was the curse of being soft, of being emotional, her parents said. The curse of crying when things hurt. Tamsin didn’t agree. Being soft was not a weakness. Feeling her feelings to bottom of the depths of her soul was not a weakness. She hiccupped, grabbing … More Muffled (Stories on a Theme – “Soft”)
It’s not what happened, or who they were, or what they did. You remember the best bits because you want to. You want to get to the good bits, you ignore the bad, you ignore the times when you felt rubbish. You almost wonder, why did I cut them out of my life? You know … More Idealism – (From the Archives)
Some songs, some music, touches parts of you that you otherwise cannot interact with. The parts of you that you can’t handle without a tune to sooth the pain away, to allow yourself to look inwards at the cause of the pain and sit with it. Learn from it. Heal. There are songs that teach … More Flash Fiction – Song (A Teacup Story)
It is the loss of an expectation, the loss of a hope, that crushes the happier part of your soul. … More Flash Fiction – Disappointment (From the Archives)
It’s not what happened, or who they were, or what they did. You remember the best bits because you want to. You want to get to the good bits, you ignore the bad, you ignore the times when you felt rubbish. You almost wonder, why did I cut them out of my life? You know … More Teacup Story – Idealism
[100 Words – a short story based on one word in 100 words or less] Becca played until her fingers ached from playing. Until the strings on her bow were shredded. She sat, breathing hard. She couldn’t hear anything, just the swirling feelings and emotion inside of her threatening to burst free. Her cheeks … More 100 Words – Violin
[100 Words is a story in 100 words or less, based off the word in the title.] Not frustration or hatred, not even sadness. It is the loss of an expectation, the loss of a hope, that crushes the happier part of your soul. It’s the point that you realise that the world is not … More 100 Words – Disappointment
Sometimes, sadness does not have to be loud to be powerful (Genre – General, Rating: PG) The sadness is not a loud, screaming, ugly sobbing sadness. It is a quiet sadness. An acceptance that this is the way things are. That there are some things you simply cannot change about the world. A surrender of control … More Teacup Story – A quiet kind of sadness
Something, Someone – Just because it is gone does not mean that it is forgotten (Genre – Angst, Genre – General, Rating – PG) Just because something, someone, is gone, does not mean that it was worthless. It is not the end of the memory which decides the content. It is not the closure of the … More Teacup Story – Something, Someone
