Alicia Jake
Bio
My whole life has been lived in nightmares & daydreams. These are the main inspirations for my creative writings as well as my own life. If you like my stories, check back here every week for a new one & don't forget to tip your writer!
Stories (7/0)
Cypherpunk
“Hurry! They weren’t far behind us,” I hear the frantic woman plead with Crynn. She's been working furiously on the woman’s code, inputting new lines of code and changing ones to zeros, for an hour now. The woman had run to our underground bunker in a panic waving a piece of paper, pleading for us to let her in. Flair and Ryatt verified the woman's paper which has a special code embedded in it that we give to clients to share with those they know are in a desperate situation.
By Alicia Jake3 years ago in Futurism
Start Your Engines
When the pandemic first hit I was in my third semester at UAL's London College of Fashion. The first two semesters were challenging and stressful, yet some of the most rewarding work I'd ever done in all my life. The third and last semester of my program was a completely different story...
By Alicia Jake3 years ago in Blush
Illumine
I sit at my desk, tapping my pen to the paper. What would he want me to say? What would he want to hear? I have no idea. But I really want to get it right. I look out my window, into the night, hoping for inspiration to hit, and am greeted by the flat, white face of a bird. It’s a barn owl, the first I’ve seen in a long time. He looks at me with wide eyes that draw me over to the window to get a better view of my new friend. The glass feels like an intrusive barrier so I struggle for a minute to shove the old window open.
By Alicia Jake3 years ago in Humans
Painting Over Scars & Bruises
I’ve moved 21 times in my 23 years of life, 8 different cities across 4 states and 2 countries. Having moved so often it’s near impossible to feel rooted in anything. My friends were a rotating door of kind souls who I could never get attached to. The topography in which I grew up was in a constant state of change, whether I was surrounded by tall buildings or vast plains. As a child in this constant state of instability, the foundation of my sanity came from the arrangement of familiar items in my room.
By Alicia Jake3 years ago in Lifehack
Osculation
Love can do a funny thing to the human brain. Whether you have it or not, whether you feel it or not, whether you’re looking for it or not. Every New Year’s Eve I find myself in straight nots. Every year thus far has ended without a love in my life that I can call mine, in loneliness that has perhaps left me a little jaded. Every year, despite my resolutions or maybe more accurately reservations, I can’t help myself from wanting that daydream that is a New Year’s kiss.
By Alicia Jake3 years ago in Humans
