Sun Drunk

Sun Drunk

I wanted to write a poem about my love for the sun even though summer calls for a much more intense presence. I still stand transfixed by the view and wanted to write down my unorganized thoughts and share them with you.

Dirty Windshields

Dirty Windshields

Dirty windshields embodied the time filled with memories where I had moments to look at the dancing parade of magnificent colors painted onto the sky behind the setting sun.

The Hollywood Intern: Part 5-Sitting There isn’t Free

Click here to start from the beginning. The brilliantly bold and golden ball was streaming its warm rays of light directly into my face as I drove down the overcrowded highway. I had my sunglasses on, the car visor down and in place, and a strip of tint on the very top of my car’s [...]

The Hollywood Intern: Part 1: Into the Oblivion of Space

Click here to start from the beginning. I was sitting at my very uncomfortable chair inside my nice freezing refrigerator-of-an-office at one of my two internships when I thought to myself, ‘what am I doing here?’ It just hit me like a ton of bricks. I mean yes, I had applied to the position and [...]

Novel Excerpts

I didn't really feel like writing a post for Random Wednesday, but I still wanted to post something. I found these two excerpts from the book I'm writing right now. I've thought about taking them out because they have nothing to do with the story, but I just like the simplicity that surrounds this miniature story within a [...]