In the beginning, my sighs of disappointment lasted longer as they lingered over every word that was sent to me by panels of judges, esteemed publishers, and fellow writers. However, over time I would dwell less on the rejection and look forward to the next opportunity to submit a revised and polished version of my work again.
The students sat down in their usual half circle in the classroom, leaving room for their professor to sit at the table in the front. There…
Her blonde hair was tied back in a messy ponytail, and when she opened her mouth behind her mask, she spoke with a heavy Boston accent.…
The day before we left France was another cool and slightly gloomy day. It had poured and sprinkled off and on every day in Paris except…
The last day of our adventures in Spain was flooded with a heavy downpour of rain. The small group of travelers that I was with at…
The other day, as I curled up on the couch with some hot green tea after a late class, my sister asked me a strange question.…
On the final weekend of my month long stay in Italy I decided to take off by myself to Cinque Terre. There I would explore the…
Loud noises consisting of people yelling in all different languages filled the Italian train station as I took cover from the excruciating heat. I had nothing…
A towering inferno grows out from underneath the cubicles of the modern-style office. The blaze melts the computers on the desks and burns the stacks of…
My cup of cappuccino cools as I type random words onto a blank Word document. The title definitely would have been “writer’s block,” but “writer’s block”…
