Adrienne
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reflections after reading Taipei story Following Kuang’s works exposed me to the term “diaspora”, and now the word is stuck in my head like a catchy song from a toothpaste advert. Diaspora refers to a group of people living someplace other than their homeland. Perhaps my personal experiences as an immigrant have also contributed to… Read more
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I’ve been trying to live offline for a couple of months now. I know you’d agree that the general culture in perhaps 80% of the populated world is sickeningly overwhelming. Every time you log on to a social media app, every single person seem to be word-vomiting mostly non-sensical and highly opinionated takes; with an… Read more
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For as long as I can remember, I’ve been running.I have wanted to escape, but I had no idea where to. As the months passed by, I reconnected with my childhood fantasies; and slowly, slowly, I felt myself finally dream again. The dream started taking form; it was no longer wisps of half-formed yearnings and… Read more
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Part of the Unedited Series Such a repetitive, mundane thing. Probably one of the most dreaded chores out there. It’s like an add-on to doing the laundry. A scammy subscription that makes you pay, whilst still giving you ads. Many complain about it, more than I expected. But what about it is so frustrating? Well,… Read more
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Duty. Power. Love. There are thousands of books with similar themes, so it always feels like a Eureka moment when I discover works with refreshing story-telling. This is not a spoiler-free post as it fully discloses events in the book for discussion and reflection. Plot: Wei is a girl from a poor village, experiencing the… Read more
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The sensation can also be likened to that of a morsel that is being devoured by a monster. I am but a minuscule and insignificant existence; but I am being flattered by the monster’s physiology that refuses to metabolise me. So I remain stuck within its jaws; enduring perpetual chewing, grinding, bruising, tearing. Read more
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Unfurling the sails of my writing journey I am wallowing in so much regret and self-pity for abandoning my first love. And for what? For years of misdirection, stagnation, and even worse— regression? I am a daughter of an English Major. My childhood was filled with different types of children’s literature. Growing older, my tastes… Read more
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Around July of this year, my fixation on cozy gaming started. I never thought it would be something I would appreciate and learn life lessons from. But these life sims made me realise that I can simulate games in real life, too. • 🌿 • For too long now, Too many things in life felt… Read more
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There is a block. Something like a wall. Or perhaps something like a chain? There is a force that is paralysing every bit of me. I can’t make my feet move. I can’t make my brain think. I can’t make my heart care. I am at a mountain gap, and I can’t decide if I… Read more
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They say “Rome wasn’t built in a day.”, “Progress takes time. Progress takes effort.” These days though, I find myself complaining again and again about not having enough time in a day to build the habits and skills that I want to. But who am I going to fight about it? Does the universe have… Read more
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I have finally ventured into our local library and registered! Dan has been telling me to go visit for months now, but I kept on procrastinating. Apologies, but I was rather preoccupied with my crocheting and sewing obsession so reading was not my priority for the longest time (exceptforfanfictions, oh and except for that one… Read more
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Haru’s 1st birthday was last September and I finally got around to posting about my preps for it. I spent maybe 2 months? crocheting party hats for all his furriends~ I was just starting to learn to crochet so I think I was very slow, and had imperfect stitches. But the pups still looked cute… Read more
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It is interesting. How as children, we thought adults knew everything. It is the farthest thing from reality. We are all just figuring it all out. Read more
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• 🌿 • And when you hear my nameor recall the way I lookDoes it make you think of happy timesor only the pain it took When you look at her faceand she doesn’t smileDoes it make you missthe tears I criedWhen we’re sat on the couchand I whispered howNot even light yearscan measure the… Read more
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• 🌿 • Lost in the woodsLured in by illusionsInside of a paradiseof tainted constitutions Time was lost and so were chancesCutting corners withIrrevocable grievancesThings I lovedThings that laid dormantThings that made meResurfaced with a vengeance A cycle of reclusion Commencing into oneMost questionable markThat is most compulsive, bar none ___L U Z A N… Read more
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As I was eating a cookie cream bar outside a room, trying to wake myself up, I looked in the mirror. I scanned the room behind me and I thought of my old house- the alternating patterns of little triangles on the stairs, the wooden curtain beneath it, hiding treasures from countries unknown. In my… Read more
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Everytime I call your name, Does this heart’s yearning reach you? At night I see just these four corners, I am a prison of a regretful past. My darling, it’s only you that remains. But your silence is giving me pain. I hear you, loud and clear. Though I wish I can cut my ear.… Read more
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• 🌿 • the words i have were infinite always present, always living and then they vanished- sudden, fast something devoured the words I had until the glass is full of it so full it looks empty- blank, dark i tried to say something but came up with nothing i was left with nothing but… Read more
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