Classical
Still Life with Woman
Despite my youth and supposed good health, I had recently felt under the weather. In recent days, to be precise, I had felt my body slowly seizing up, heavier. It started in my fingers and toes: a loss of the freedom of movement expected for those digits at the extremities of my healthy body. Not exactly painful, but neither was it a piece of cake. After a day of that, I retired to bed, expecting to wake fully refreshed and better the next day.
By Paul Stewartabout a month ago in Fiction
Alice in Reality
As Alice staggered to the back, she couldn’t help but feel everyone was glancing at her and whispering about her. She saw odd sideways glances and a low murmur of secret voices throughout the bus. She didn’t recognize anyone on the bus and had no idea what all the whispering could be about. Alice huddled herself into a small ball in the back of the bus and proceeded to look out the window and ignore her fellow passengers. She pulled out the cookie in her hand and wondered if it would even work in his land. Perhaps it was worth a try if it would keep everyone from looking at her so suspiciously. She popped the cookie in her mouth and chewed slowly. As she did the glances and whispers started to fade, as if she faded from view of all the other passengers.
By Leah Suzanne Deweyabout a month ago in Fiction
Alice in Reality
The animated walls seemed to shift and blend as her cart raced down the invisible tracks. Her heart pumped in her chest, and she started to shake as sweat built up around her temples. Cards were flying all around, some still bloody and some with knives and weapons aimed at her. The mangled, warped cartoons danced and sang her off as the tracks ended and dropped her down into a dark pit.
By Leah Suzanne Deweyabout a month ago in Fiction
The 5-Minute Plan That Changed Everything. AI-Generated.
Samir had developed a strange morning ritual: he would sit at the edge of his bed, stare at the chaos around him, and feel an overwhelming wave of exhaustion wash over him. His room wasn’t a disaster—but it was far from peaceful. Clothes draped over a chair, unfinished notebooks stacked haphazardly, random receipts, an inbox overflowing with thousands of unread emails.
By Ahmed aldeabellaabout a month ago in Fiction
The Coffee Shop Diaries. AI-Generated.
Adam never planned to work in a small coffee shop. He had bigger dreams once—traveling the world, writing novels, becoming one of those people who always seemed to know where their life was heading. But life had its own rhythm, and at twenty-seven he found himself wiping counters, steaming milk, and memorizing drink orders at Maple & Steam, the tiny café hidden on a quiet corner of the city.
By Ahmed aldeabellaabout a month ago in Fiction
The 30-Day Cooking Challenge. AI-Generated.
Nora had never considered herself a “kitchen person.” She cooked when she had to, ordered takeout more often than she admitted, and owned spices she didn’t know how to pronounce. Cooking was a chore—necessary, boring, predictable.
By Ahmed aldeabellaabout a month ago in Fiction
Back to Zero. AI-Generated.
--- Adam had always considered himself an organized man. His apartment wasn’t messy, his closet wasn’t overflowing, and he kept his belongings mostly in order. But when he moved to a smaller place after a rent increase, he realized something strange: He owned far more than he used—and way more than he needed.
By Ahmed aldeabellaabout a month ago in Fiction
