
Christine Young
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Day dreamer, night thinker. Working on several stories at once is my jam.
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Dead And Buried
The summer before I turned 15 was meant to be spent in a wonderful golden haze. Back then, I spent most of my summers in our family’s barn, talking to the animals and imagining myself a prize pig farmer or world-renowned horse-breaker. The summer did not go as I had planned.
By Christine Young5 years ago in Fiction
Crepe Paper and Creativity
Hot glue sticks, floral tape, 180 gram Italian crepe paper, heavy-duty scissors, and chalk pastels cover my coffee table. My fingers are coated in orange chalk and tiny flecks of hot glue. At this point, it’s likely I’ve burned my fingerprints away by continually pinching daubs of not-yet-cooled glue. Sometimes, it’s necessary to make something beautiful.
By Christine Young5 years ago in Lifehack



