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Short Story 1: MOONLIGHT LETTERS

 This is where I'll also post my Short Stories for fun Claire Holden first noticed the letter on a cold night in late October — the kind of night where the air felt thin, crisp, and tinged with the sharp scent of winter waiting its turn. She found it when she went to close her bedroom window. A small white envelope, tied with a thin blue ribbon, dangled from the old metal antenna on her rooftop. The moon lit it faintly, making it glow like something out of a dream. Claire frowned. She lived on the top floor of her building. The roof wasn’t accessible without a ladder. No neighbors had any reason to climb up there. Still… the envelope fluttered gently, as if calling her name. She pulled it inside and untied the ribbon. The handwriting on the paper was clean, confident, somehow familiar. “I miss the way you used to laugh with your whole body.” — A.F.” Claire stared at the letters. A.F. She didn’t know an A.F. But the words made something shift inside her — a long-buried ache, soft ...

Blog 7: When a Voice Is Silenced, the Echo Still Lives

Date: December 19, 2025  I didn’t plan on writing this right away. I actually tried not to. I told myself I’d wait until things felt clearer, until emotions settled, until the news cycle moved on. But some moments don’t wait for clarity. They sit with you. They stay heavy. They follow you around in quiet ways. The death of Sharif Osman bin Hadi is one of those moments. I didn’t know him personally. I never shook his hand, never shared a room or a conversation with him. But that doesn’t mean his death feels distant. It doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. Because sometimes, you don’t grieve a person — you grieve what they stood for, what they represented, and what they could have become. Sharif was a voice. And in times like these, voices matter more than titles. We live in a world where speaking up feels increasingly dangerous. Where silence is safer. Where looking the other way is rewarded. So when someone chooses the harder path — the louder path — it forces us to pay attention. Ev...

Blog 6: I Missed a Few Weekly Blogs — Here’s What Actually Happened

  Author: Aymaan Chowdhury Date: December 19, 2025 I didn’t keep up with my weekly blogs this month. Not because I stopped caring. Not because nothing was happening. Honestly… life just moved faster than my posting schedule. So instead of pretending I stayed perfectly consistent, I wanted to sit down and talk about the weeks as they actually were. Week One: Just Trying to Get Back Into Rhythm The first week felt like me trying to get my footing again. School stuff, emails, planning, thinking about what comes next — all of it happening at once. Writing was still there, just not always on the screen. It showed up as random ideas, notes in my phone, sentences that hit me when I wasn’t even trying to write. It reminded me that writing doesn’t always look productive. Sometimes it’s just living and letting things build in your head. Week Two: Hearing My Own Story Differently This week was exciting in a quiet way. I started the process of turning my book Checkmate into an audiobook , a...

Blog 5: A Week of Growth, Gratitude, and New Chapters: My Journey Continues

Title: A Week of Growth, Gratitude, and New Chapters: My Journey Continues Date: December 1, 2025 Some weeks feel normal. Some weeks pass without much thought. And then there are weeks like this one — the kind that change you a little, remind you of who you are, and push you toward who you want to become. This past week wasn’t just busy. It wasn’t just exciting. It felt like a shift — a new chapter opening in real time. Let me tell you what happened. Re-Entering the Blue Tiger World For the last few days, I found myself sitting down with my notebook again, the same way I used to years ago — scribbling ideas, rewriting scenes, sketching out villains, and letting the world of Blue Tiger take over my imagination. Writing the third book of the Blue Tiger series feels different. It feels heavier, stronger, more real. Blue Tiger has always been more than a character to me. He’s symbolized courage, identity, transformation — the superhero version of the person I’m trying to become. As ...