[Poetry] The Choice

On the bathroom floor,
Glass shard in hand,
It catches the light,
Is this the end?

And the tears, they
Bounce off the glass.
Shutting my eyes, I’ll
Just make this fast. Continue reading “[Poetry] The Choice”

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20 Symptoms of Writeritis

Sharing to spread awareness of Writeritis.

I knew I wasn’t the only one who got anxious over commas!

*Note: When I reblogged Diana’s post, my blog automatically changed the font to my settings (and I can’t revert it). If you’re having trouble reading, please click the link below to read the original post on her blog, or click here

Myths of the Mirror

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This 2-yr-old post was one of my most popular, and for those who missed it, I once again share the symptoms of this incurable condition.

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As some of you know, a pervasive syndrome has troubled a segment of society for centuries. After years of research, the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders finally classified these symptoms under the diagnosis: Writeritis. 

Writeritis is defined as a persistent, maladaptive pattern of writing that leads to clinically significant impairment or distress, as manifested by six (or more) of the following within a single month:

  1. A marked craving for increased amounts of writing, and longer periods of time to write.

  2. An unquenchable thirst for coffee.

  3. Repeated efforts to cut down or control word count are unsuccessful.

  4. Withdrawal occurs when writing is discontinued or suddenly reduced. Symptoms include shakiness, moodiness, and/or irritability.

  5. A tendency to rapidly relapse into extreme patterns of excessive rewriting – even after…

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[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] On Motherhood

I remember when your tiny hands,
Found their home in mine,
With your body resting lightly,
In between my arms,
The rush each night for more milk,
And the tricks to quieten your cries,
I remember it like yesterday,
The day- you became mine.

And the first time you said mama,
When your feet first hit the floor,
Your first tooth and first tooth gap,
My Jaan I remember it all,
When you said you hated purple,
And we fought at the toy store,
How you’d make up, saying I love you,
My Jaan I remember it all.

Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] On Motherhood”

[Flash Fiction] The Mural

The rickety ladder of the fire escape swayed as he climbed. Paint from the rungs peeled off and stuck to his palms. The metal cans clanged in his backpack, but he kept up his steady climb.

Reaching the rooftop, he hoisted himself up and swung his legs over, rolling onto his side with the ease of someone who had done this many times. He allowed himself a moment to admire the sight: luxury condominiums touching the sky, the 7 train chugging along, and a bird’s eye view of the living collage of graffiti artwork that covered the walls of the building he was standing on. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Mural”

[Poetry] Sea of Sad Songs

Stranded
With no land in sight
Perhaps, it’s better to sink.
Straining
To hear something other than the noise
Of every thought I think.

Once
You were my life raft
My reason to be strong.
Now
I wonder how long it’ll take
To drown in this sea of sad songs.

© Jade M. Wong 2017 Continue reading “[Poetry] Sea of Sad Songs”

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Perhaps, The Words I Wish To Hear Most

“I now know, you must endure things you cannot endure, be worn out by the things you cannot accept, that there are nights when your eyes are brimming with tears. And daresay I know… what you’ve dreamt of, and what you’ve lost.”

Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Perhaps, The Words I Wish To Hear Most”

[Poetry] How To Remember Me

HOW TO REMEMBER ME

Do not only remember what you wish to be true,
I did not live to satisfy you.
Do not only portray me with visions of beauty,
I did not live to be known as pretty.
Do not speak of me and fail to mention my flaws,
I did not live to hear only applause.
Remember how I was both spiteful and kind,
My heart was warm, but sometimes blind.
I was not insignificant. I was not carefree.
I wore my scars both beautiful and beastly.
Do not only remember what you wish to be true,
I did not live to satisfy you. 

© Jade M. Wong 2017 Continue reading “[Poetry] How To Remember Me”

[Flash Fiction] Foreigner

The stones of the archway were cool under her fingertips and the cobblestone pathway was unevenly potholed. The air itself smelled different here. A wet aroma of fish permeated from the market two streets over, blending with the rich spices and sharp ginger that infused the city. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Foreigner”

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] 13 Reasons Why

If my love were an ocean,
there would be no more land.
If my love were a desert,
you would see only sand.
If my love were a star—
late at night, only light.
And if my love could grow wings,
I’d be soaring in flight.

—Jay Asher, 13 Reasons Why—

Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] 13 Reasons Why”