Abraham Kim @abrahamKim
Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.
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wasn't a restaurant. there was no tipping. At first Drew thought about putting the extra cash into the register. Instead he pocketed it. Figured it would just be wasted if he put it into the register anyway. Although the store always...
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Responding toΒ
drewbaca_
's comment invigorated me to write this. Because I'm actually off on a trip soon toΒ
Mammoth Cave
and so was going to write later once I was back. But reading his comment beckoned a comment from me. And writing...
Tennis
Untitled Shared at Jul 12, 2021
A few weeks ago I chose tennis as a longterm hobby. I want to play for fun, but I also want to get really good -- good enough that I'll be able to play with the best recreational players in my city within a few years.
The start to this...
The start to this...
I found the Diaries of Greco
A good job
My first job after I quit writing was in a call center for the university here. Each year, just before the fall semester right when the first minimum payment to attend was due, the office of financial aid got flooded by calls. The office didn't have the enough people to...
I found the Diaries of Greco
During the hunger -- Version 2
as reply to Red Notebook 1 - Chap. 6 - The Mentor
Until my thirties, I wrote like somebody I wasn't. Every once in awhile I'd walk around in the afternoon wondering if I'm not writing like myself who am I writing like? Who was I writing for?
Just as I was about to turn 30, I actually I stopped writing altogether....
Just as I was about to turn 30, I actually I stopped writing altogether....
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Pablo
Growing up I frequently heard people derisively describe Picasso's later paintings as things kids could've created. I also thought this of his later paintings but I never downplayed Pablo himself because I knew he wasn't a fluke. His early works featured photorealistic drawings of human hands, this is the type...
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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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.Β
We don't brag about...
We don't brag about...
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...
The funny this is that out of all...
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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...
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Rodia contemplates when to admit he's lost his job
The first face Rodia saw that morning was Mark's.Β
"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...
"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...