20 Feb

The Questionnaire Two friends are just arriving to one of their apartments, distracted by the news on the radio, as a guy walking on the street crosses in front of them and they almost run him over. He’s wearing a black t-shirt and khaki pants. He...

21:24 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
06 Feb

We're All From Here (2 min) I say I am not from here, but here is where I was born. I say I am not from here because at home, we speak Spanish. I say I am not from here because I have dark hair, brown eyes, and...

23:14 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
06 Feb

Detox Eats “Babyyy, how are you?” “Fine and you?” “I’m good. What are you eating?” “A salmon detox salad thing. I don’t know what’s in it. I don’t care about the detox part, but it’s really good.”   Weekend Shopping “I’m going car and apartment-shopping this weekend!” “Nice. For yourself?” “Well, my boyfriend needs...

22:29 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
06 Feb

A Beautiful World She sat in the dark, sobbing, absent-minded. Lately, her room was the only place she felt safe. She had enjoyed being a twin, but ever since she hit puberty, she knew the end was near. And everyone else seemed to know, too. They had...

22:16 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
06 Feb

https://www.shortoftheweek.com/2017/04/12/5-films-technology/ A short film featuring 5 different vignettes that showcase the dumb side of modern technology....

19:41 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
24 Jan

Analysis of "The School" The story I read is called "The School" from Sixty Stories by Donald Barthelme. It starts by introducing the setting, which is a classroom, and the narrator reveals himself as the teacher. He goes through all the things that have recently died...

03:35 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
24 Jan

The Fight for Pink Back in the fifties, my boyfriend (at the time) was in charge of coming up with a mascot for M&M’s. Early ads from those days featured two anthropomorphic M&M’s (one peanut and one plain) driving into a pool of chocolate. But, I...

02:26 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
24 Jan

Her favorite song “Drop.” “Drop.” “Drop.” She liked the rhythm the blood droplets created. It sounded almost like music. And that, she loved. Almost as much as she had loved him. The difference was, music would never hurt her. She took the knife out of his backside, put her...

00:32 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18