Ashley Lima
Bio
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
Stories (170/0)
Flight
Mom and Dad left. So did all of my siblings, and I'm stuck here, all alone, with nowhere to go. I'm getting hungry, and I know I need to act fast, but the ground is so far beneath me. All I know is the basket I was born in. Home is the familiar feel of the twigs, leaves, and grass beneath my feet. I don't know what's out there in the Great Green Beyond, and I don't know if I want to know.
By Ashley Lima11 months ago in Fiction
Portals
On May 18th, 1990, I walked into the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum with my brother. We dressed up like cops, and no one thought anything of it. Little did they know, we were about to pull off the biggest art heist in history. Our loot consisted of 13 artworks, valued at half a billion United States dollars.
By Ashley Lima11 months ago in Art
One Last Time
I hadn’t entered the room since the night that it happened. How could I? Everything about her space remained the same. Frozen in time. I was afraid to face it. Afraid of the day we may move away from this house, and everything she’s ever touched will be lost forever. But tonight, I swallowed my heart and reached for the knob. The white wooden door was covered with posters of her favorite tv shows and musical artists. On top of the collage a sign that said “DO NOT ENTER” was nailed into the wood. Too Bad, Abby. I’m entering.
By Ashley Lima11 months ago in Fiction
Is Flying Really The Safest Mode Of Transportation?
I have to fly tomorrow, and I'm terrified. I really don't like it. I don't enjoy the "full" feeling that builds in my head during take-off. The whole experience makes me lightheaded and nauseous. However, flying is a necessary "evil," for it's much easier to endure 2 hours in a plane than drive 12-14 hours on American highways. I figured, what better way to ease my mind than to write an article about the safety (or lack thereof (more to be determined)) of flying?
By Ashley Lima11 months ago in FYI
A Look at Dead Poets Society
THIS ARTICLE CONTAINS SPOILERS IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO AVOID THIS MOVIE BEING SPOILED, TURN BACK NOW. Yes, that's right. I had never seen Dead Poets Society before last night, despite one of my English professors playing a small role in its creation, which made me want to see the movie even more over the past 5 years. He taught an Introduction to British Literature class during my junior year of college. He was one of three English teachers who worked at the private school where the movie was filmed at the time, and he was the 'standing on the desk' guy. I know what you're thinking, yes, he stood on the desk during both the first and last class we had with him. He was also a wonderful professor. I thought it was so cool because even though I hadn't seen the movie, I had heard about it, and I loved Robin Williams. For anyone wondering, he said Robin was a fantastic, down-to-earth man.
By Ashley Lima11 months ago in Geeks
Let's Talk About Mental Health
I've been struggling lately, and I just realized it. Funny how things catch up to you like that. I had a dreadful week. I couldn't muster up the stamina to get nearly any freelance work done, rationalizing my decision with the fact that I have minuscule savings holding me afloat. Even though I wasn't working, I actively avoided working on my book with my deadline quickly approaching. The dishes in my kitchen sink have reached Mount Everest's potential - I even bought paper plates to continue avoiding them. Don't even get me started on laundry; I haven't touched the washer and dryer in two weeks.
By Ashley Lima11 months ago in Psyche
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