Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.

Abraham Kim last shared their writing was now gripping his arm
The second pour over was so good that he decided to order a third. That was his decision. He would do what he wanted. The only thing that stopped him was an outside force. A man in a suit gently tapping his shoulder. The man in the suit was not...
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🧇 61 Waffles
🍫 62 Chocolate Bars
🍪 52 Cookies
🥃 49 Whiskeys
🍊 40 Tangerines
☕️ 67 Coffees
🍺 64 Beers
🥟 61 Dumplings
🍍 60 Pineapples
🍵 53 Teas
🍣 63 Sushis
🥓 50 Bacons
🥚 50 Eggs
🥩 53 Steaks
🍓 60 Strawberries
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Summer of Ember
Untitled Shared at Jul 08, 2021

In the nine months leading up to COVID smashing the U.S, I was part of a mental-health startup. We were trying to create tools to lower the barrier into support group organization. We imagined a world where it was as easy to organize and operate a support group as it...
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2021-07-08 14:23:09

Abe's Blog
When we brag

You might say we brag about things we have that are good that others don't have. But last night I suddenly realized that we actually don't brag about things we have, subjectively. When we brag about something, we subjectively can't believe that we actually have it. 

We don't brag about...
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2021-07-07 13:35:23

Flash Fiction Practice
Something to write home about

High school, nighttime, when you needed a private place to smoke a bowl, church parking lots fit the ticket. Except for holidays, churches were always empty and their parking lots were wide enough that you could see anybody pulling in from a distance.

The funny this is that out of all...
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2021-07-06 15:04:21

Abe's Blog
Rereading Crime and Punishment revealing my darkness to me

Reading Crime and Punishment again after many years. This time around I realize that I am the destitute. I am the poor. I am the scoundrel. I am the one who pawns my loved one's stockings to get drunk. I am the one who forces someone's daughter to prostitute herself...
2021-07-05 18:41:02

Flash Fiction Practice
Rodia contemplates when to admit he's lost his job

The first face Rodia saw that morning was Mark's. 

"Hello, good morning." Mark said with a smile. "Breakfast?"

"Good morning. Thanks, breakfast sounds great."

Rodia sat down. Mark's face, which was peaking in from the kitchen into the dining room was smiling. His smile always communicated things without words. Today Rodia knew...
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2021-07-05 16:35:52

Flash Fiction Practice
Cafe out of place as reply to Vulnerability

After walking past the glass door she felt out of place. She never came to cafes without her journal, laptop, and a good book. And unlike most people she never met people at cafes. 

Today there was no time for her to cozy in the corner booth and get lost...
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2021-07-05 00:34:54

Abe's Blog
Never pay a mentor money

If someone is mentoring you it means that they're so much greater than you that yo can't rationally explain why they would spend any of their precious time on you.

... yet they still do. How can this be explained? 

Simple: they aren't spending time on you. The mentor is getting...
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2021-07-03 18:23:02

Abe's Blog
Have Courage

Stop being so scared of being something you aren't. You aren't anything but the things you do and the thoughts you think. This is always changing. You never really are. More so you are becoming. Quit being scared of becoming what you want to become rather than something you think...
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2021-07-02 21:10:06

Documenting Adagia
A lacking community

In A look into how a reaction and response are formed I wrote a step by step process of how I processed therealbrandonwilson 's suggestion that community is more important than a consistent writing habit.

In his comment is a truth: the community...
2021-06-30 17:58:24