It started when I was nine. A blank paper was so irritating to me, something needed to be done. And when I stared at it long enough, it would speak to me. It would tell me to write. And I, submissively, felt hungry for writing. That was when I started to express my interest in... Continue Reading →
It is not funny that you say you are “so OCD” when you rush to adjust the tilted table cloth and your friends laugh about it. It is not funny because you don’t know what it’s like for a slight tilt to remind me of how ugly my crooked smile is. And nothing can change... Continue Reading →
"Destino" Spanish for Destiny, is a short film released in 2003 by The Walt disney Company. Its production began in 1945 and was only completed after 58 years. The project is a collaboration between Walk Disney and Salvador Dali, and features music writer by Armando Dominguez. It was storyboarded by Disney's studio artist John Hench... Continue Reading →
It was a cold and rainy night when it all started and I was by the window listening to the music composed by the journey of raindrops from the sky to the ground, and I needed a sign of love, not necessarily romantic love but just pure love. That which colors the horizon and watches... Continue Reading →
Inspiration is unexplainable; how it takes shape out of nothingness and forces you to create something out of nothing and make it so beautiful, or ugly enough to be beautiful. "Begin to write" the creature of the void whispered in her ear at 3 a.m as she was in the middle of the strangest dream... Continue Reading →
Vera, was the wife of one of my favorite writers to ever exist; Vladimir Nabokov. She was also his editor, assistant and secretary, as well as a source of inspiration of many of his literary works. With Vera by his side supporting his work, Nabokov published 18 novels between 1926 and 1974 (both in Russian... Continue Reading →
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Every one was busy outside and every thing was happeningIn this hour of darkness in the cityIt was drizzling outside Almost full moon And they were alone on a couch leather boots off She was in his hoodieIt felt like there's a pianist in a corner flowery gardens beneath their feetAnd constellations dancing in the... Continue Reading →
Leave your doubts behind And follow my steps I don't know where I'm going But I heard it's safe They said you should leave everything behind Just carry a compass in your pocket the rainy nights you admired and an adventurous heart Because you see we are going to a land inhabited by nonsense and... Continue Reading →
I hope you don't choke on your words and I hope you have the courage to tell her that she's complicated and that she shouldn't be ashamed of that because that's what makes her beautiful © 2014 ALIA SULTAN
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