Memoir
I started writing a book today.
Linus April 23, 2023 Today I woke up and it was different. I’m just a dog, so there are some things I don’t understand, but I know when something is different. I can either smell, or taste, or feel the difference. And today something on my inside felt not normal anymore. It is not a bad feeling, and it doesn’t hurt but I know. This is how I know I am not a puppy anymore. When you are a dog, you are either Puppy for a lot of many years or Old. So, I think this means I am Old now.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
My Dosa Memoir
Current Status: May 2019, College Campus, India, temperature 40°C (104°F), Budget: 45 rupees ($0.6). I don't want to move at all now; I want to stay asleep, but I am hungry. I have been doing this for over a month now, and I have lost 5 kgs, even when my weight is already below average for my age and height.
By Arjun Sahasya2 years ago in Chapters
New York City
There are few things I know for certain: one, if left to my own devices, I am a night owl, two, I could eat pizza every day of my life if it wouldn’t ultimately lead to some kind of health crisis, and three, I was a New Yorker in my past life. That is truly the only explanation I have for why I feel so at home in a city that I have never lived in.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 4: Elara from Goldkin Estate
Read Chapter 1 here: Read Chapter 2 here: Read Chapter 3 here: Chapter 4: Years passed, and Elara grew into a woman of depth, her days filled with work and her passions. From dabbling with web design to graphic design, she eventually found her safe space with writing. She carried on working in the corporate world, filling in shoes of roles within marketing departments and everything else under the sun - but her heart knew that writing for her go-to thing, and she quietly would write whenever time permitted.
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Chapters
An Anniversary of it's Own
A full boat with no one I know. I am in a foreign country on foreign waters sitting with nothing but my thoughts as we head to reach the most crystal blue our eyes can devour, often known as paradise. It has taken me awhile to get here, not just the ninty minutes cruising on the rifts of the ocean, but to find a place where I am so happy to be alone without the need of someone to be my other half.
By Rilee Arey2 years ago in Chapters





