this is a collection of unpolished, imperfect, messy snippets either from writing exercises or unfinished stories. I’m putting these here to document my progress as a writer, and to remind myself that writing is writing is writing — even if its not perfect.
forest, ghost, cotton candy
“Blessing was a little town, with little houses, filled by little, lost children.”
ruins, journalists, and pirates
“Shooting star journalist. Couldn’t take the heat and burned too quickly on impact.”
sharks, spies, space
“As she hurtled towards the planet, Melodia could only see a reflection of the fighter in its placid, dark water. Burning metal. Damaged wings. Her own face that, for just a fraction, twisted with fear before she broke through the surface.”