This is no longer about anybody. Yet, it is for everybody. It is about moments. It is about the fleetingness of passion. Since I wrote this two years ago I came to a realization - love is beautiful because it is ephemeral. What a tragedy.

These three stories are made up of loose interconnected moments from factual and fictional scenarios at 100 w.p.m. Genres are blurred. Feedback is love.

Flash Fiction, just read it!

Gareth, a boy full of problems. His family's falling apart and with only one friend at school he tries to live life as smoothly as possible. But, what happens when he accidentally brings a knife to school?!

Farid, a boy who likes nature, enjoys a sunny day in the sandy dunes of the desert building his sand castle. Deserts can be a fun place to take vacations, as Farid is doing with his friends and family.

growing up to be who I am today.

sorry guys its not finished yet but fell free to read whats there

A trip to California results in morbid hilarity.

An outcast, Aya a.k.a. Ice has to get through normal day to day life.
However while there is comfort in solitude,
Will she ever find anyone who is willing to accept her for herself?

This is the excerise the idea came from. I took it out of the book. However I know the some of us love writing, but have trouble coming up with ideas. So I put it here in the blurb, so it won't detract from the story.

Writer's Studio (Workshop)
July/August 2012

Preamble: A third person narrator who is unpretentious storyteller allowing the story to unfold itself. A tone that is light and conversational and fills the scene with mood. Describing three scenes from the place to interaction of a group of people than the main character.