Hello! I'm an amateur writer with a love for the weird and fantastic. I mostly write fiction but have decided to challenge myself to write more things that are non-fiction. Please enjoy the ride!
"You know what sucks about getting older? Realizing all the time you wasted." Those were the words that I told my little brother just last night in the car as I reflected on my upcoming birthday. I laughed and told him that that was probably the wisest thing that I'd ever tell him, but he had already dozed off in the passenger seat. I let my mind wander as I drove, thinking back on my youth.
The Rise of Ninja Toast
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This piece was written over 10 years ago when I was in high school. I decided to post it here for a) a way to not lose it and b) to see how much my writing has improved since then. I hope anyone who reads this will get a chuckle from it. I plan on re-writing this piece in the near future. Please enjoy!
Dread was a knot so tight in my stomach that I thought I might die had it not been for the undercurrent of annoyance that flooded my veins and made goosebumps prickle on my arms. The little blue pin on my phone's screen that moved ever closer to the one that represented me, made my heart start to pound. What was I doing here? I didn't want to be here, and yet, for whatever reason, here I was. Waiting. Waiting for some mystery man to come sweep me off my feet and take me on what would surely be a horrible date. Whose idea was it to hold this city-wide Blind-Date-A-Thon thing anyways? I groaned inwardly and cursed Martha and Shaylynn for both signing me up and dragging me to this event today. Couldn't they have just let me stay home to anxiously stalk my mailbox for the letter that would change my life? Before I could manage to wish a thousand inconveniences on them, that little blue pin had disappeared.