When I look at this piece, I see someone who is maturing and moving forward with their life, but first, they have to let go of something holding them back. I can also envision a parent letting go.
Growth
The Journal
A time jump into the future—my 46-year-old self revisits her old countryside home in Romania, where she used to spend her childhood summers. She finds an old journal of hers, uncovering deep memories.
Chinese Braised Beef Soup
This is what the process of making hong shao niu rou tang, or chinese braised beef soup, means to me.
Legos
Pieces of Legos that click in more ways than one.
Maybe I Can Rescue You: An Excerpt
Tatiana Familia turns broken friendship into power. Sapphire Harmony Jones has secrets too dark to confide. What will happen when their paths intertwine?
Realizations
This feeling will stay with me for a while, but I am satisfied with where I am with it.
Childhood Lost
Most people’s childhood memories are sacred. Mine are lost.
Sonder
Sonder is one of those weird feelings you experienced but couldn’t put a name too. Sonder is the realization that every random person is living a life as complex and vivid as your own.
Writer in the dark
Before I found writing, I was lost. After that, I was found.
The Blue Book
Blue indicates many notions, more chaotically, heightening the euphoria and dysphoria of a relationship to the independent entity of nature. “The Blue Book:” encompasses a lesson learned from a peaceful world, the loudest voice.
Moving Up
As Elery adapts to her new job at the publishing firm, she looks back on her previous job at the local bookstore. The skills she gained stacking books may be more useful than she thought.
College Essay
An insight into a journey of communication and the challenges that come with it.
Religion
I discuss my devotion to and fascination with neuroscience while comparing it to religion.
To write about things that have ended a long time ago
A lot of my writing is related to loss—in this case, it’s old friends. Though I’ve yet to attend a loved one’s funeral, I find myself grieving people who are still alive.
Chronicles of FeiXingQi and Mahjong
A tale of an immigrant’s adjustment to New York City and the impacts of childhood and cultural board games.