We writers always feel a bit lacking during the holidays as all our designer friends send out beautifully crafted Christmas e-cards. So this year, I thought I would send out this micro story.
‘Twas the night before Christmas

We writers always feel a bit lacking during the holidays as all our designer friends send out beautifully crafted Christmas e-cards. So this year, I thought I would send out this micro story.
This is a short, free-form poem about love and the daily motions of life.
If there’s one god that Hong Kongers worship most, it’s the God of Fortune. Sometimes, Fortune smiles on someone truly deserving. Other times, the smile isn’t Fortune’s at all.
What does a writer with no talent for choosing gifts offer Mom on Mother’s Day? How about some memories from childhood?
Long ago, when the Gods still walked the Earth, there lived a clever Rat who dared to challenge the Kingdom of Heaven. This is his unlikely legend.
Asking someone on a date isn’t always easy. If you’re the shy type, you might relate to this little poem. with too many words that say too little, too late.
On the opposite end of the spectrum of my other Sonnet, “Soft Echoes”, this sonnet is about the longing that lingers after a relationship has ended.
This sonnet is an attempt to capture those moments of joy and fear when young love is blossoming.
This touching little tale is about the Christmas Eve rush, as seen through the eyes of a stray cat.
Lord knows it’s not easy to get rid of rats in the basement! This humorous tale is inspired by a National Geographic story.