Migraines

Any migraine sufferers here? I had a bad one yesterday, and I was going to post this in the midst of it, but it was hurting too much to even look at my phone or computer with the brightness all the way down. I think I wrote this while I had another migraine, too. Migraines…

Speechless

Great news! Another person has submitted their work for you all to read. This is a great story written by William King. This is a semi-autobiographical story about a library that brings together two boys, reveals some secrets, and leaves them speechless. I think this is a very timely story. It took a little time…

Music and Writing

Did anyone else just have their life ruined by This Is Us tonight? If you’re living under a rock and haven’t watched it yet, or you’re the type that’s avoiding it because everyone else is watching, try it out — especially if you’re into sad, genuine, original story lines. This piece has nothing to do…

Two Chestnut Trees

I hope you all didn’t forget about me. I was lucky enough to be able to get away for the weekend with my girlfriend. The trip was much needed and helped me forget about turning twenty-five on Thursday. We collected chestnuts in my backyard and black walnuts in my front yard. Collecting the chestnuts has…

Pasta Carbonara

I wrote this after cooking up some pasta carbonara from a recipe I saw online. Lately, I’ve been really interested in cooking. In high school, I thought I would be a chef one day, and I was even more passionate about cooking, but my priorities changed after I fell in love with writing. I never…

A Dream

The main source of inspiration for this writing binge is a typewriter I bought in Lake George when I went on vacation Labor Day weekend. It’s a Royal Caravan typewriter from the 60s or 70s. There were cool, extremely old ones as well, but many of them had keys that would get stuck. Only the…

Scabs

Sorry for the delay! Here’s the second part to the last post! Scabs I decided to finally try during one of these races. I was off to a good start, but I couldn’t keep my balance as I flew down one of the hills along the bike path. I felt my handlebars shaking and knew…

Bike Rides

This is a short, slightly exaggerated memoir piece. Anyone who knows my friends and I knows that we used to go all over our neighborhood on our bikes. This is also the first part of a two-part story. There’s a little bit more substance to these, so I’m spreading them out. Be sure to pay…