Ants
CONTENT WARNING: THE ENDING MIGHT BE A LITTLE DISTURBING!!! Rebanto sat cross-legged, leaning against the playground slide, keenly...
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Hierarchy Of Nonsense
Pointless Stories during a Pointless Time
Why Pointless Stories?
Because we live in a pointless time!
On a more serious note, why did I choose to start this blog? Simple! I have never been good at verbal communication. The only way I know how to express my feelings is through writing.
Through the stories on this blog, I want to achieve the following goals:
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Get better at exploring themes like existentialism and absurdism in my writing.
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Write morally grey characters (it is fun to have assholes for protagonists!)
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Try out different genres.
Buy The Book!
I FINALLY WROTE THE BOOK!
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To the cockroaches, the lizards, and the rats I saw in my bathroom; the Uber driver who gave me an existential crisis for asking me about my future plans; the unfortunate AC transit passengers who saw me pretending to be my characters; the nail cutter that broke when I tried to cut my toenail – somehow, you are all part of this novel.
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This story is no fairytale, although it does have fairies and creatures with tails.
This story is not about a strong warrior unless one counts our protagonist being at war with the morphological features of what makes a human.
This story ends on a cliff with lots of different hangers.
Most stories make sense. This one hardly does.
All My Stories
SHORT STORIES
The Yogi Who Travelled Through Time
Anne watched the candle in front of her flicker as the doors behind her were propped open, and a mighty gust of wind rushed in. She heard...
Pluto
As the morning sun gleams from the horizon, casting a golden glow through the dense canopy of tall, oaky trees, an oxcart squeakily rolls...
The Loveless Love
George Kampton Henry was raised in a rainforest by penguins. Before the reader rages at the idea that penguins cannot actually exist in...
The Bus and The Books
There is a deep ache in my heart, for it sings verses of a poem I cannot understand. I wish I could explain this rhythm to you. It’s like...
Martian Invaders and their Pet Dinosaur
Lief woke up with a startle at 3:00 am and found his body awkwardly stretched out on an apologetic mattress. As Lief’s body coiled itself...
Lonely In Every Universe
Kilgore was commanding an army of shampoo bottles to wage war against the brethren of treacherous soaps frothing in their dishes when it...
Men and Flies
Maby Gaby was not a happy man. He was a perpetually disturbed and a uniquely depressed patient of a burdensome life that had recently...
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