On Draper Hall Moon shadows on a spire, illuminating collegiate architecture. The haunt of scholars, professors, and late night lovers. A strata of  knowledge, spiraling upwards towards the heavens.

Scotch in hand, I saw him slip off his ring and talk to her.

“You turn a corner and are surprised to find.” Her. I haven’t seen her since elementary school. And here I was, minding my own business, heading to my next class when I turn the corner and see her. She looks amazing, of course. She always looked amazing. Even in first grade when every kid had a…

Are you working on any writing projects? Refine and share a few lines from that! (If not, sketch out some ideas for an upcoming project.) These 31 Days of Writing Creatively have been a mix of fiction and non-fiction, but this post is all-me! As I declared recently on this blog, I have a renewed…

“Describe a “first” (first apartment, first kiss, first time driving a car, first lie, first big success, first roller coaster ride, first time in this setting). Include as many details as possible, being sure to include an aspect relating to each of the five senses.” Cardboard boxes sopped beneath the weight of pouring rain. Ringlets of…

Today, not my words but those of another writer. Ira Glass on Storytelling from David Shiyang Liu on Vimeo.  

Dear Flirtatious Guys, You’re just a friendly dude. I get it, I really do. You’re probably the friendliest friend around. Flashing those pearly whites accessorized by devastating dimples, who wouldn’t want to be your friend? Listen, I don’t want to cramp your style – but we need to talk. It seems to me that you’ve made…

I breathe and so does she. Her life is wrapped up in mine. Lending my blood, oxygen, and genomes, our sustenance sources from the same field of cells. She is a soul inhabiting a body, inhabiting my body which also houses a soul. We are a mystery to each other, this tiny passenger and I. A…

“You’re at the movie theater and it’s the climax of the summer’s big blockbuster hit. And someone is talking on their cell phone. When you go to confront them, you find that it is your boss. What do you say to them?” He was too much. I didn’t pay $10 for a ticket and $4.99…

Who would eat a couch potato? Who would wake a slugabed? Who would smell a rotten tomato? Who would talk to a silly head?