We made it! Without further ado, here’s the last week of songs:
Hmm, it seems I’ll have to make this weekly catch up a regular thing—less posts to bombard you guys with!
To refresh our memories: Continue reading “30 Day Song Challenge: 2nd Week Catch Up!”
Tell me somethin’ girl
Are you happy in this modern world?
Or do you need more?
Is there somethin’ else you’re searchin’ for?
In all the good times I find myself longin’ for change
And in the bad times I fear myself
“I can’t believe you’re serious about doing this. What if people see you?”
“That’s what the mask is for.” He pointed to the white mask already secured on his face, his identity hidden behind an oversized smile, red cheeks, and a wide black mustache.
“And if they decide to shoot you first and ask questions later?” Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Remember, Remember, The Fifth of November”
It’s not like in the movies—
When the girl cries softly,
Her teardrops falling gently,
Her lips plump and red like rubies. Continue reading “[Poetry] Breakdown”
“Eleanor had a long-held theory about men. She truly believed that for most men, all that talk of “being in love” or “finding the right one” was absolute nonsense. Marriage was purely a matter of timing, and whenever a man was finally done sowing his wild oats and ready to settle down, whichever girl happened to be there at the time would be the right one.”
— Kevin Kwan, Crazy Rich Asians —
Last week’s WQW touched on the topic of Asian representation and it’s hard to mention this without also mentioning Crazy Rich Asians, the record-breaking rom-com movie that premiered over the summer. Based on a novel by Kevin Kwan, Crazy Rich Asians made headlines for being the first studio film to feature an Asian-American cast in 25 years, since The Joy Luck Club. Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Crazy Rich Asians”
“Being vulnerable, letting people in, getting hurt…it’s all a part of being in love.”
— Jenny Han, Always and Forever, Lara Jean —
This week, let’s go back to high school for a moment. Imagine you’re 16 again, walking through the hall to your next class, passing That Couple kissing by their lockers, weaving between the cliques and the noise.
I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve got three words to describe summer in New York this year: Hot, Humid, Hell. And whatever temperature it is in the city, it’s always at least 15 degrees hotter underground on the subway platforms. Am I sweating? Am I melting? Am I secretly the Wicked Witch of the West?
Thankfully, my inner fangirl has plenty of distractions this summer:
Rose Granger-Weasley hopped out of the cable car with ease, a sharp contrast to her companion, who peered out of the door before placing a tentative foot on the steps. Rolling her eyes, she yanked on her companion’s elbow. “You’re holding up the line, Scorpius!”
“How do the muggles travel this way? Apparating would be much easier.”
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.
1) What frightens you the most?
Bugs with more than 4 legs. Bugs with no legs at all. BUGS.