Vignettes قصص

A collection of scenes, stories, visions, and more, told in poetic style.

poems, essays, and thoughts about love

Here, I've gathered some old and revised pieces I've written along with some recent ones. These will included all sorts of prose and poetry in different formats, and it may seem unorganized until more get added and the flow makes sense.

Ultimate fan fun! Step back into the world of Five Fangs with this collection of vignettes and short stories featuring your favorite characters. Along with many other special moments, catch up with Luna Posy, meet her pups, and be there as she springs an incredible surprise on her five alpha mates! You cannot read this book without having read at least the Posy series. It won't make sense, and there are spoilers inside. The chapters may be out of order timeline-wise as I write them as I think of them, but the published book will have them in order.

This is the story (or rather, stories) of one ghost called Barbara- one who spends her days indoors, making odd cloth dolls and watching the endless years go by- all while trying (and mostly) failing to finally make friends. This definitely isn't your father's ghost story.

Meadering through life with little bits of wisdom on the way. These things really happened. These things are totally made up.

"The other day, I was wondering, do you still draw me?"

high tide, low tide

I had an assignment in English to write eight vignettes. So these are my vignettes I wrote around 11-12:45 at night so it might be a bit psychotic. (More info in the story)

Broken, alone, and suicidal after being forced out of the closet by his supposed best friend, Maxxie Josephs decides on the unthinkable- suicide. But when things don't go to plan and he survives, he's trapped in his own personal hell of forced treatment, and forced to being to tackle the insurmountable struggles in his life. Inspired by real events and people in the author's life, "Ripples" is told in a series of vignettes, following around several people who are being currently impacted by Maxxie's choice.

This is a compilation of sassy, sarcastic vignettes (short descriptive scenes or stories) about life in general told from the perspective of a teenage girl.

A series of short vignettes about people and how people think. Each chapter is a different story and can be read as a standalone story.

ABD-Virat! Such a cute pair!!! So here are some random snippets on these two.....

"'Wait. That's a helicopter, not a star,' I told her. 'You can't wish on helicopters; the wishes won't come true.' 'I know that,' Alexa said. She turned to me, wide brown eyes serious. 'But what else am I supposed to do when I don't see any stars?'" ~From "Childhood" --- You saw it in the title: A collection of short stories, random thoughts, vignettes, deep metaphors, et cetera.

Before hell froze over, Hopes Peak Academy was a fun place to be in. Every day was something new and...bizarre to say the least. But the most bizarre thing is when a Solider and a Lucky Person meet for the first time, and many times afterwards...but you know what they say it all starts with a smile.

I came back; I'm going to start posting my original work on wattpad again. The flaps are open to those who would like to read, and the book can be put back on the shelf to those who would not. I sure do hope I don't have to deal with plagiarism; It's never easy. This is Shade of Clouds. Welcome! Similar to The Bunker, this will serve as writing's keeper; my journal, a vent book, a notebook for my thoughts, my poems, prose, and vignettes (short stories)! --- published on: May 2020 plagiarism practicers will get dunked on with a bOnk

These are my thoughts, my most private reveries. Sometimes lively, others lethargic. Feel free to read them, share them and experience my own sentiment of what it means to be a mere human.

A series of vignettes make up this novel about a young woman involved in an automobile accident one afternoon on a desolate stretch of highway somewhere in the San Joaquin Valley. Ejected from the car upon impact, she lands on the gravel shoulder right alongside the debris stream of papers, bottles, and fast food wrappers. She finds herself in and out of consciousness and through a sequence of flash backs; moments from her life occupy her thoughts as she struggles to understand what has just happened to her. Broken dreams and disappointments scatter themselves across her mental landscape as family, friends, and strangers are all recalled in a myriad of settings and situations involved. Confused and often alone in her memories, she attempts to navigate and understand an environment she is not fully capable of doing. All her life, she seeks to belong but always finds herself in a different space, perhaps a no space of sorts while those around her go through the repetitions of daily life. Never taken into account, never considered, and never celebrated; she questions where she belongs in the world and in the end she realizes that she never really belonged anywhere at all.