Paulina Pachel
Bio
I am an intricate mix of flavors and you'll get a taste of them through my writing pieces; versatility and vulnerability go together like a fresh-baked croissant+coffee.
Stories (68/0)
Brittle Bones: The Comedown
Abstract: The following excerpt is from my fictional coming-of-age novel about Audrey Anderson's life, a girl from a small made-up town of Tribuca, California, an aspiring musician. This excerpt is a continuation of part one in Indio, CA.
By Paulina Pachel4 years ago in Psyche
Brittle Bones: Indio, California
Abstract: The following excerpt is from my fictional coming-of-age novel about Audrey Anderson's life, a girl from a small made-up town of Tribuca, California, an aspiring musician. This excerpt is an interlude of my debut manuscript.
By Paulina Pachel4 years ago in Psyche
5 Ways to Save for Frequent Travel
Time to answer the quintessential question: How can we afford to travel so frequently? I mean, after all, we’ve got full-time jobs, busy schedules, families, and various other responsibilities that may hinder us from booking that flight, taking that trip, and putting in that request for time off of work.
By Paulina Pachel5 years ago in Wander
What Does a Credit Score Really Say About You?
Why is it that at times where we experience the worst, we have the best epiphanies? Why is it when we’re at the brink of a potential nervous breakdown, everything we were worried about until this very moment becomes obsolete?
By Paulina Pachel5 years ago in Trader
Musical Digest: Russian Rapper Pharaoh
I have always had a deep rooted curiosity for foreign music; specifically digesting the differences and implications of rap music in comparison to the rap cultures I’ve grown up with: Polish and American. The biggest misconception of this genre is that it’s violent and vulgar, when in fact it is very vulnerable.
By Paulina Pachel5 years ago in Beat
Meet My Friend: Melancholic Smith
I find solace in a dark room. The soft raindrops against my window actually feel comforting, but once again I find myself stuck inside my own mind. I’m racing through hallowed corridors, trying desperately to find a way out. It’s actually darker in there than it is outside right now. I can see through the iris, but can only decipher the numbers on my alarm clock. There’s a sharp pain in the right side of my head and I wince.
By Paulina Pachel5 years ago in Psyche
Toxic Traits We're Too Scared to Recognize
It’s confession time. At one point, we all have been through a bad breakup. There finally came a time where we had subconsciously decided that it was time to let go of that one toxic boyfriend, girlfriend, best friend, and/or family member. Despite such a healthy move, the moment of doing so is hard to digest at first.
By Paulina Pachel5 years ago in Humans