"It's 3 AM... What are you doing?"
"Remember that wheelbarrow that cost 90 bucks? Think I could make it for less!"
"I'm sure you do... But does it occur to you that I need sleep?"
"Yeah, well... I think it'll save us 40!"

Julia sighs. "Perks of having a crafty spouse. You're sleeping on the couch."

#writing session:

"What about this: along the lines of that anime Erased, MC went back to his HS days and got with a girl he had a crush on," I spouted to the warm air.

"Cool, what if the girl dies because he shouldn't do that?" The back of my mind chimed in.

"Can you... not?"
"Hehe, no."

I asked my grandpa once: how does he decide what to sculpt? Out of a slab of marble, anything is possible. His works were so varied that it got me curious. His answer was "Before I do my work, the statue spoke to me."

Back then, I saw him as an artist. Now? It was probably the mushroom.

"Navigators said weather's pouring down. Not sure whether I could come back, but I'll try at least."

The static of the voice recording is amplified by the second. It is coherent for now.

"You know... GOD do I miss your Ciabatta.
That, some ham, a bottle of wine...
it was great, the life we had."

Those Rich people used to live there. Now? I'm not so sure. All I know is the once benevolent family is long gone - and whoever replaced them is nowhere near as understanding. We need order in this city. But with the skyrocketing price of bread, who am I to say their heads don't belong in a pike?

Listen to this haiku.

I ate a beef bao
The bao was nice and tasty
I bit a chilli

#writingcommunity #haiku #badpoetry #mytonguestillhurts

"Get your umbrella out of my face," Takemi said disdainfully, eyes to the ground with no remorse to look back.

"Why? Rain turns you on?" Akagi humored, but not even a small smile on his face. "Your pop's waiting. God knows when he'll be gone."

Takemi grins, "Tell him I hope it's painful."

#hbp49

"Oh by golly gosh, another?!" The stinky rat exclaimed, grinning ear to ear. "My, aren't you plumpy?" It pinches George's little cheek.

"I- I wanna go home!" the boy said, exasperated.

"Sweetie pie," the rat replied cutely. "It's cute that you think you have a choice in the first place!"

#hbp47

The swings awaken me. The moonlight from the window hides a secret. As far as the ailes go, it also dares not to tell. "How's your sleep, dear?" a glint of uncomfortable warmth reached my ears, alongside smiles unfit on the people giving them.

Am I going to the same place? As my 'parents'?
#hbp46

Hello hello! Chapter 8 is out now!

Lynan and Ria arrived at Silberstadt, where the pale witch's companion presides. However, a disaster struck a few days before, straying them from their initial plan.
#writingcommunity #writer #fantasy #fiction

archiveofourown.org/works/589858...

In my journey as a #writer for a hobby, I've written many things I love, am proud of, and dislike to a certain extent.

However, these are the ones that sent my friends and me to hysterical shrieks.

I swear they are fine within their context.

#writingcommunity

I cared not for my future. Every fibre of my being yearned a solace. A mere thought of my 'father' resting deep underground sent me to a euphoria I could never reach again. I didn't make it easy - I didn't let it. Grunting like a caveman, I made sure he screamed like 'mother' did.

#hbp45

Hi, I'm new to Bluesky. Let me shamelessly promote my stuff!

I write stories (mostly originals), this is my current project!

It's a revenge story in a fantasy setting. If that strikes you fancy, please give them a try!

archiveofourown.org/works/58985872

#writer #author