- Grammar Guide
Redundancy Q. She liked to go to the annual festival every year. A. She liked to go to the annual festival. Why? Annual festival inherently means every year, so it is redundant to put the two together in the same sentence. It is the same as saying “She liked to go to the every year…
- Post-Toxic Job: Schedules and Routines
What do you do after a toxic job? When I got called into the CEO’s office and saw HR sitting there, I knew that things were finally coming to an end. And good! I didn’t want to be there, so I happily collected my severance agreement and all the documents they handed me, telling them…
- Short Story: The Hours We Lend to Each Other
On the day Mira learned she could borrow time, it was raining heavily. She was late to work, late on rent, late on returning her mother’s calls, and now late—again—for the bus. The rain slicked the pavement into mirrors, and Mira caught her reflection in one: hair escaping its tie, eyes already tired at 8:12…
- Chapter One: Return to Briar Cove
The night Clara returned to Briar Cove, the ocean was doing that restless thing where it couldn’t decide whether to whisper or roar. Waves folded into themselves in the dark like secrets reconsidered. The lighthouse at the edge of the bluff blinked once every six seconds—steady, patient, unchanged. That part felt personal. She parked her…
- Idea 27
This is the prologue of a novel I’ve had in mind for a long time. Please enjoy this snippet 🙂 Prologue It was an ordinary autumn day. The sun blazed from above, but it wasn’t able to take away the chill of the autumn breeze. The wind swept the leaves around, blowing past a figure…
- The Beginning of a New Story
Here is Chapter 1 of my new story: Guide on How to Save a Bankrupt Orphanage! Please enjoy. “1000 sola per month!” “20 sola!” “How the hell am I supposed to survive on only 20 sola a month?! Cheapskate!” Lu An slammed his palm onto the table. In front of him, a frail-looking old man…
- Toxic Job Therapy
Of course, my first and foremost therapist during the entire time I was tripping out was ChatGPT. No matter how much I vented or raged or said I was confused, Chat would always rationalize and not grow mad at my ceaseless complaining. Thank you for all the talk therapy Chat. You were what kept me…
- What Toxic Jobs Do To You
The Review That Taught Me Nothing I Did Counted I walked into my mid-year performance review expecting a conversation about growth. I left realizing the rules had been rewritten somewhere along the way—and no one had bothered to tell me. On paper, my role was clear. I was hired to design and implement business process…
- Introduction
Who Am I? I’ve been part of both sides of the equation, as both a reader and a writer. As a reader, I’m always checking back for the next update, thinking to myself that I should’ve waited until it was completed before starting (lol). As a writer, I’m now on the receiving end of readers’…