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“You are not fool’s gold, shining only under a particular light. Whomever you become, whatever you make yourself into, that is who you always were. It was always in you. Not in Cambridge. In you. You are gold. And returning to BYU, or even to that mountain you came from, will not change who you are. It may change how others see you, it may even change how you see yourself—even gold appears dull in some lighting—but that is the illusion. And it always was.” Tara Westover from Educated: A Memoir

A woman’s old self is violently erased, leaving her altered and diminished in ways she can only later fully comprehend. When survival requires silencing one's voice, is choice just an illusion? Half-Life was a recent finalist in the Writer's Playground Challenge. The story is rooted in the mythology of the Pontianak...a vengeful, vampiric female spirit in Indonesian folklore, believed to be the reanimated spirit of a woman who died during childbirth or while pregnant, but who can be...

A fun little Rom-Com I wrote a while back! Enjoy! ~~~ Speed dating is so desperate , she thought. But maybe I’m being too picky. She crossed “ambitious” off her list. The bell rang, and she looked up, staring with dismay into a maddeningly familiar face. “Hey, Ellie Belly.” “My name is Ellen.” “Ellen is too formal. I’ve seen you naked.” “We were three,” she snapped. “And what are you doing here anyway?” “Heard you were husband hunting.” He shrugged. Ugh. Chuck Fowler had been present at...