An accountant by day and a writer by night! I did not know what I was getting into when I decided to try my hand at writing. I am still in the process of finding out, mind you, but enjoy it very much.
This feat to write has made such a profound impact on
+ more bio informationDyslexia is widely misunderstood. It is often associated with poor spelling, reading and letter and number reversal. Well, I have not experienced any of these things not in the way that many people have come to understand dyslexia. I learned to read at the age of four and have generally been a good reader ever since. I devel... More..
Fragile An unending whirlpool of frenzy. She is sitting on the floor, her back leaning against the wall, her legs stretched out in front of her. Her short stature and a plump body make her look like an oversized baby. Or rather a toddler. So easily broken, so inexperienced in the ways of life, she is eager to explo... More..
There are two things that I have come to believe this year. First, I am insanely in love with writing. And second, my writing may never be good enough to make it into the coveted world of commercial publishing. So how do I live my life, knowing that my voice, no matter how aspiring it is, may be forever drowned in the sea of ... More..
I am lying on my bed. My head is heavy, and I cannot move a muscle. The bed is unusually cold and numbingly uncomfortable. There's no light anywhere. Not even a hint of dawn. Is it night still? I wonder what happened to me that rendered me so useless. Where did I go? Who shared my company? What did I have for dinner? ... More..
Pain. It cuts in too deep. I am curled up on my bed, my knees between my arms. It's too unbearable to think that only a week ago we were a couple. But not today. Today my world was shattered because you told me you did not want me anymore.I want to cry but my eyes are exhausted and there are no more tears left. I think I reac... More..
Prologue Ether The ether was calm. In circling patterns it gently moved in the velvety softness of night, shimmering under a multitude of lights and mesmerising Alex with its spellbinding flow. By the look of it, this silvery, water-like substance was supposed to give life rather than take it, but Alex knew better than to... More..
Leo did not have much time to reflect on what Alex had told him. The ship had collided with an unknown mass and ricocheted violently backwards. Both Alex and Leo lost their footing and slid along the floor. After two consecutive thuds they came to a bruising stop against the nearest wall and looked at each other. "What was t... More..
Amelia Wonderland
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