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I am originally from England, and I live in New York City. I drink a lot of tea - it's tradition or something.

I am twenty-nine years old, a student of English and Philosophy, and I play an awful lot of video games. I enjoy complaining about pretty much everything,

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Personal Finance > Smart Spending How to save money on video games: 1 of 18

The videogame industry has never been more popular, with record numbers of games and consoles flying off the shelves of retailers. With more innovative technology, such as the Nintendo Wii and its motion sensing controllers; and powerhouse consoles that rival high-end PCs, namely Microsoft's Xbox 360 and the Sony PlayStation...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Raking leaves: 3 of 35

Vivian shuffled her feet, anxiously twirling hair around her fingers. It was nervous behavior, but she could not quite understand why she was nervous. It had been certain for a long time that this was going to happen, set in stone from the moment the non-descript letter had hit the doormat several months ago. No matter how h...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The diner: 8 of 40

Something glorious is about to happen. Shush. Keep quiet. That's the trick, you see. Let them do it. No active involvement all we can do at this point is watch. Here, I saved you a seat. Well, I saved you a place next to me on the wall here. It's not the Hilton, but this shouldn't take long. Over there, look. Do you see? In ...
Religion & Spirituality > Christian Beliefs & Culture Are there angels among us?: 1 of 4

In order to accept the idea of angels walking among us here on Earth, one must also accept everything else that goes along with them: specifically, whatever religion the believer has taken as their own, the roles of said angels within the confines of that religion, that particular god's perception of what angels are and what...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Dark stories: 160 of 613

Popcorn. This seat, it itches. I wish I had the inclination to get annoyed about that right now. The man to my right, I don't know who he is. The stark tan line on his ring finger screams Weekend Father almost as loudly as the errant child by his side. His expression is glazed, and I find myself envious of wherever it is his...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: A picnic at the lake: 8 of 27

"I feel stupid." Tom ducked his head through the door to the bedroom, a slight smile across his lips. Sitting at the dresser, toying with a tin of white greasepaint, Eve looked uncomfortably at her reflection. "You look stupid, that's why," he said. "Tom!" "What? It's true. You do look stupid. But that's the idea." "I don't ...
Hobbies & Games > Video Game Reviews Video game reviews: Gun: 1 of 3

This review is based on the Xbox 360 release. GUN, from the outset, tries to do two things emulate the old westerns from the days of John Wayne and James Stewart, and utilize the increasingly popular sandbox' style of gameplay that we all know, love and thank Grand Theft Auto for. And to its credit, the game does try very ha...
Hobbies & Games > Video Game Reviews Video game reviews: Superman Returns: The Video Game: 1 of 3

This review is based on the Xbox 360 release. Licensing video games from movie franchises can be a dangerous business indeed, and it is a practice that only very rarely produces quality games. Unfortunately, Superman Returns is no exception to this rule, and is a short, unimpressive and rather broken outing for everyone's fa...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Beyond the trees: 21 of 62

I pulled the coat tight across my chest, adjusting my scarf so it didn't bunch up awkwardly around my neck. It was so bitterly cold outside, I really didn't want to be venturing out if I wasn't well covered. Even if my little trip only took a few minutes, I had developed a real aversion to cold weather over the past few mont...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Moonlit walk: 22 of 50

Every day, I take the R train. I take it from the Queens Plaza station, going from college to home at the end of the afternoon. The V train follows the same track, and shows up across the platform behind me. Thirty feet, nothing more. I never take the V, even if it shows up before the R. Today, I'm not feeling quite myself. ...