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Re-Introducing Me

For years, I’ve hidden behind the pseudonym of Jade M. Wong and the profile picture of an anime girl. I’ll still be using the pseudonym, but I’m ready to stop hiding.

To my blogging friends, my readers, and the whole wide world, are you listening? Can you see me? I’m re-introducing myself. Continue reading “Re-Introducing Me”

[Flash Fiction] The Hole In The Ground

The ground grumbled and shook the skinny trees cluttering the yard. Under one of these skinny trees was a hole, gradually enlarging as if an invisible person was digging it. A hand popped out, propping itself on the earth. With tremendous strength, as the veins bulged in its arm, the hand pushed itself, and the man it was attached to, out of the hole. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Hole In The Ground”

[Flash Fiction] Sing-Alongs, Impromptu Dances, and Smiles

This is where I started, on the cold streets of New York, with the subway station to my right and a homeless man to my left. For years, this view of concrete and brick was my view as I hopped on the A train away from Brooklyn. I had a corner of Manhattan where I set up my guitar and sign: PAYMENT ACCEPTED IN SING-ALONGS, IMPROMPTU DANCES, AND SMILES.

Every morning, I drew a crowd, singing, dancing and sprinting off to work. During the lunch hour, someone would offer me a hot cup of coffee. In the evenings, I packed up my guitar, wondering if Times Square would ever play my music. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Sing-Alongs, Impromptu Dances, and Smiles”

The Rule of Eleven (aka The Blue Sky Tag)

A shoutout to Tina at Written in Geek for giving my muse and I a break from writing. I can’t even remember when my last tag post was, which goes to show how long it’s been.

Ratatouille

1) What frightens you the most?

As quoted from Sailboats & Bubble Tea (aka the Entertainer Blogger Award): Bugs with more than 4 legs. Bugs with no legs at all. BUGS. 

2) Coffee or tea?

I wonder if you guys already know the answer to this. 5 Brownie Points to anyone who does! The answer’s literally one or the other, guys.  Continue reading “The Rule of Eleven (aka The Blue Sky Tag)”

[Flash Fiction] The Magical Thing

“JONES! Where is my prop?”

“Your prop, sir?”

“The metal thing with the thing in the middle. The magical thing!” The director wrung his sweaty handkerchief, his rolled up screenplay tucked under the arm of his rumpled sweater. “We’re shooting the scene where the hero pulls the sword thing from the middle and unleashes his dormant magical powers. WHERE IS MY MAGIC THING, JONES?” Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Magical Thing”

[Harry Potter Fanfic] Like Fathers, Like Sons

“Hugo Granger-Weasley, you march straight to your room! You are grounded until I say otherwise!” Hermione Granger pointed a finger up the stairs as her son trudged up each step.

“Oi, what’s the commotion?” Ron Weasley popped his head out from the kitchen, taking a bite of his freshly-made tuna sandwich.

Your son—” Hermione swung around and jabbed her finger in her husband’s direction instead. “And your nephew, Fred II, thought it would be hilarious to bewitch a car and make it fly! Only the spell’s backfired and sent the car God-knows-where—are you laughing? Ronald!” Continue reading “[Harry Potter Fanfic] Like Fathers, Like Sons”

[Poetry] Superpower

If I could have any superpower,
I think I would want to fly,
To zigzag around the clouds,
Like marshmallows in the sky.

With brown wings like some birds,
Or golden like the sun.
Or wings the colors of the rainbow,
Every single one. Continue reading “[Poetry] Superpower”

[Flash Fiction] A Different Planet

Her little fingers pressed each key carefully. “Daddy, when is mommy coming home? I want her to hear me play.”

Her voice was as melodious as the simple nursery rhyme she was practicing on the piano. “Not for a long time, sweetheart, but Daddy’s listening. ‘Mary Had A Little Lamb’, right?”

“It’s mommy’s favorite.” She paused at the off-key note. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] A Different Planet”

Blue Skies & The Wind in Your Hair

In all my years of living in New York, I have never stepped foot in Staten Island.

Queens? I know it like the back of my hand.

Manhattan? Love.

Brooklyn? Bronx? Sure.

But Staten Island? That place across the water where no subway lines connect to? Uh…brain does not compute.

Cue the Staten Island Ferry! Continue reading “Blue Skies & The Wind in Your Hair”

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Real

“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real?”

-Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

REAL

It wasn’t real
And yet it was
As real as
A daydream because
That is how I know I loved you.

Or as real as
Your cologne that lingers
In every breath of air
Between my fingers
That felt as solid as you. Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Real”

[Flash Fiction] The Belly-flopping Grape

“Damn it.” The grape bounced off the rim of the glass and rolled towards his companion.

“Failed attempt number 541, but hey, lucky number 542, right?”

“Shut up. Just pass it to me.”

Turning her gaze to the grape, his companion willed it to somersault through the air, before landing in a soft plop on the table in front of him. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Belly-flopping Grape”

Weekend Coffee Share: Spontaneous Staycation

You: Where have you BEEN? Your blog’s been empty for over a week, no note, no posts!

Me: I know, I kind of disappeared—

You: You could’ve DIED, and I wouldn’t have known! 

Me: Or I could’ve gone on vacation, but hey, tomato, tomahto, right? Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: Spontaneous Staycation”