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POSTALL Writing Contest – Winning Story – EVIL EYES
I recently submitted a short story for one of POSTALL’s contests and WON! Postall is a literary magazine who publishes photography, writing and visual arts from around the globe. Check out the story below or on POSTALL’s website! Evil Eyes BY VANESSA GRILLONE Whenever I’m asked about my childhood I have to pull memories from […]
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Me and COVID-19
I’m standing in front of the refrigerator, the door is wide open, searching for something to eat. The cold air reminds me of crisp Fall mornings. Suddenly I’m longing for a warm cup of coffee, a blanket, and a porch overlooking the water. I pop a blueberry into my mouth and pretend I’m somewhere else. […]
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Thirty-Two
Today, I turned thirty-two. An age that felt so old when I was in my late teens and early twenties. I remember watching my older cousins celebrate their 30th birthdays in shock – how could they be so old? I remember thinking about all of the years I had until I reached their age, how […]
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Just One Thing
I look up from my notebook and watch the colours of my walls change, almost like magic. From grey to pink to orange and then red. The sunrise lasts for a few minutes, warming my home and igniting a flame within. When was the last time I noticed the sunrise? I can’t remember. My pen […]
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From Scratch
The sound of the percolator nudges me awake before the scent of coffee reaches my nostrils. I’ve been setting the timer for 6:00 AM to coincide with my alarm clock. I find it easier to wake up when I know the coffee is already waiting for me. For the last week or so I’ve been […]
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Writing Update
A few weeks ago, I posted on Instagram that I FINALLY finished a manuscript I had been working on for four years. It started out as collection of my blog posts, then it turned into personal essays, and finally into a collection of short stories. After writing personal essays and blog posts for so many […]
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New Year, Who Dis?
Every year I write out a list of resolutions, goals, things I want to accomplish and places I want to go. From December 31st to January 15th I push myself to eat better, work out every day, journal every day, go to sleep early and hydrate. By the 16th of January I’ve lost all momentum […]
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My Brand of Happiness
I wake up to the sound of the Nespresso brewing rather than the sing-song of my alarm. My eyes open slowly, allowing the sun to kiss my eyelashes. I stretch my arms and legs; the side of the bed where my husband sleeps is still warm. The scent of coffee reaches my nostrils and I […]
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Gratitude is a better attitude
The physiotherapy office smells like Lysol and disappointment. The brand of hand sanitizer they require you to use burns your hands, as well as, your nostrils (even through my mask). I should be used to this by now, after a nine months of sanitizing my hands every minute of every day but I’m not. The […]
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Unplanned
I don’t know about you but I can’t think about the future anymore. I was once the kind of woman who would go to bed thinking about all the things I had to do the next day. I would plan my outfits, my meals, my evening and weekend plans. I would have lists about lists […]
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