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Tag: Non-Fiction

Migraine

I had a migraine yesterday. I don't know if you're experienced with migraines, but they're quite unpleasant. I suppose that's both obvious and an understatement, but it's worth saying nonetheless. Before a migraine hits me, I get something called a migraine aura. In manifests in different ways for different people, but for me, it comes … Continue reading Migraine →

Charles Williams Non-Fiction, The Author Speaks Leave a comment October 21, 2019October 21, 2019 2 Minutes

The Snot Mother

A small, moderately true story, to make up for the lack of a post this morning: As with all people, I am occasionally ill. I feel like I become ill rarely, but that it tends to linger for quite some time. Once, I had a cold which began in my throat as a creeping, thirsting … Continue reading The Snot Mother →

Charles Williams Short Story, The Author Speaks Leave a comment October 7, 2019 1 Minute

A Dream I Had

How often do you remember your dreams? What form do those dreams take? I personally go through phases of dream recall. Sometimes, for months on end, I won’t remember a single dream that I’ve had. A vague sort of knowledge of the way the mind works tells me that I’m having dreams, but I’m just … Continue reading A Dream I Had →

Charles Williams The Author Speaks Leave a comment January 4, 2019January 4, 2019 6 Minutes

Glass

When water fills a glass, and it fills that glass perfectly, with no air inside and the water is clear and still and the light is hitting the glass just right — is it not hard to see the water, and the fullness? It looks, from certain angles, as though the glass is empty: not … Continue reading Glass →

Charles Williams Uncategorized 2 Comments October 3, 2018October 3, 2018 1 Minute

Mr. Scary

I saw him everywhere, when I was younger. It’s strange, because I have such vivid memories of him — of actually seeing him, outside my window, or in the night as I rode in the car. The memories I have of him are just as real as my memories of throwing toy pteranodons in the … Continue reading Mr. Scary →

Charles Williams Non-Fiction 2 Comments July 5, 2018July 5, 2018 2 Minutes
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