Friday Fictioneers: Bittersweet Moments


It’s easy to forget things sometimes like the fact that just five years ago, I was living in the van that’s now gathering dust in my driveway, that whenever I’d go in for job interviews and scribble a random address on the form, that I might be the luckiest person in the world.

Kissing Up to the Frenemy


Kissing up, kissing a$$, whatever you want to call it, I’m not a fan even though I am someone who’s eager to please. I have my limits and would never stoop so low as to kiss someone’s behind to keep them happy.

#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Yinglan


Whenever someone asks, “How do you pronounce your name?”, I would often tell them, “The ‘Y’ is silent and ‘lan’ is pronounced like Lana without the ‘a’ at the end.” Some will still say it wrong and it drives me absolutely off the wall. It really isn’t that hard.

#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Sentimental


Are hoarders sentimentalists? I think they are and it’s the reason why they often struggle to get rid of stuff. When my grandpa passed away in 2015, his home office was at last unveiled to the family. His home office has been a mystery for as long as I can remember. I think I might…

Friday Fictioneers: Earth Day


I don’t recall what happened. All I remember is walking alongside the river with my fiancee, Mark, on Earth Day when several loud pop, pop, pop rang in the air. Next thing I knew, I was falling backwards into Mark’s arms, “Leila, what do I do?” He said frantically.

#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I have Nyctophobia


I have Nyctophobia. It’s another word for an irrational fear of night or darkness. My brain and heart are fighting each other on this. My brain says this is an irrational fear but brain, can you please tell that to my heart when it’s thudding like a high-rhythmic beating drum when I’m in the dark?