Leslie Writes
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Another struggling millennial. Writing is my creative outlet and stress reliever.
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The Coat
The weather is constantly in flux here. Sure, we get all the seasons in the correct order, but there is no certainty of when they will begin or end. Some years you sweat on Halloween and the snow waits until March to make an appearance. That’s why the instructions from the scout leader to “dress your child warm and in layers,” are open to interpretation. I immediately start overthinking.
By Leslie Writes4 years ago in Families
Sweetie Boy
As Tinder dates go it wasn’t bad. He paid for the drinks and made the appropriate small talk. He joked about traffic and raised his concern over growing economic inequality. Then he tried to convince her that he knew where to get the best tacos in the city. He seemed nice. He was a standard looking white guy, brown eyes, blond hair, a hint of stubble on his chin. Nora liked him enough for a hook up, but not enough for tacos.
By Leslie Writes4 years ago in Horror
The Cinematic World of Oz
The Wizard of Oz has been my favorite fantasy story since infancy, or so I’ve been told. My family owned a small collection of movies on laserdisc in their little apartment, all musicals. The Muppet Movie, Singing in the Rain, and Brigadoon were among them, but The Wizard of Oz was the clear favorite. I knew all the songs and watched it a thousand times.
By Leslie Writes4 years ago in Geeks
Waiting for a Punchline
Stand up comedy is tough. It takes guts. And if you hope to get anywhere as a comedian, it also takes an enormous commitment. You’ll spend hours writing jokes, trying them out, and perfecting them until you have a set of jokes that can (usually) make (most) people laugh.
By Leslie Writes4 years ago in Motivation
Favorite Things
“You got a package. I put it on your bed.” This was the greeting Jamie received upon entering the apartment he shared with two other randomly assigned university students. It was October and classes were in full swing. The work was difficult and there was little time for socializing. But as an introvert, that suited Jamie just fine. He went to his room and closed the door. The package was sitting on the bed as advertised. It was wrapped in brown paper, so plain it made him suspicious. He didn’t recall ordering anything and there was no return address.
By Leslie Writes5 years ago in Fiction
Surface Tension. Runner-Up in The Aquarium Challenge.
A cold gust of air woke Alice from a deep sleep. She noticed first her wet clothes and then the rocks and sand beneath her. It was early, just before sunrise. Cold, confused, and severely dehydrated, Alice picked herself up to search for her missing shoes. She remembered having a few drinks, but nothing that would explain a blackout like this. Being so close to the shoreline, it was a wonder the tide didn’t carry her off.
By Leslie Writes5 years ago in Fiction
The Human Experience
How many days can a person go without chocolate? That is a silly question. There are still a few billion people left in the world. I suppose there are some that are allergic to chocolate and some that just don’t like it. It’s not the unifying common denominator of what makes us human. It’s just a stupid bean. It doesn’t even taste good until they add the cream and sugar. And yet, I am desperate for some chocolate right now. I imagine the silky sweetness on my tongue then gag on the bitterness of my own saliva. My brain won’t drop it even though I haven’t seen chocolate in...eight months...a year?
By Leslie Writes5 years ago in Fiction
