Seoul Searching 4: Cooking like a Native

Unfortunately, I have never been skilled in the kitchen. I have been known to set off the fire alarm every time I fry an egg and despite eating pesto pasta twice a week, I can never remember how long fusilli needs to boil for. However, considering the fact I’m supposedly an adult, I figured it was about time I learned a few recipes and wow people with my South Korean cuisine. So, under the guise of a Christmas present for my partner, I booked a two-person cooking experience…

Short Story: Can dreams have dreams?

“Can I tell you about my dream?”
A woman smiled, as she put her hand on her stomach, “Sure!”
The child ran to her mother, eyes glistening with tears. The woman’s body tensed, and her fingers twitched to move the child away from her. She bit the inside of her cheek, ignoring the blood pooling in her mouth.

Poem: Afraid

I am afraid,that I may implode on myself. Broken pieces scattered across the floor; my vulnerability exposed,for all the moths to latch on to. I am afraid,to ….

Writer’s Block: How to Get Yourself Started

We all know what the most challenging thing is about writing: getting started. With all the amazing ideas oscillating in your mind and all the world turning around you, sometimes it is easy to forget to finish something you first need to start. Here are some ways you can try to motivate yourself:

Colors of Mexico 2: Black

The church brings bad news: it rings at 7:00 pm. Like every night of the rain season, a storm is coming… Yes, trips and novelties are absolutely extraordinary experiences, and I have had the most amazing time in Mexico. However, it does not mean that we don’t have dark sides and sad moments, and that anxiety never shows up.

Seoul Searching 3: A Moment of Calm

My idea of fun involves action heavy weekends, so the thought of spending my Saturday twiddling my thumbs and contemplating my every mistake at a Buddhist Temple seemed a little daunting. However, once I arrived at the temple, my previous worries melted away, and I readied myself to fully embrace the experience…

Poem: Almost

Almost. The most painful word of all.The one that cuts me open in the middle of the night.The one that means something nearly happenedbut didn’t. Because of Fear. Almost.Maybe ….