
Scott Christenson🌴
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Born and raised in Milwaukee WI, living in Hong Kong. Hoping to share some of my experiences w short story & non-fiction writing. Have a few shortlisted on Reedsy:
https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/scott-christenson/
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The Nicer the Uniform, The Worse The Job
A librarian has a fine job. Sitting in a quiet, nicely decorated library, they watch people read books. Their main responsibility is to smile at visitors when they check out a volume, and to keep smiling when they promise to return it two weeks later.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Humor
You Can Freely Use (Most) Copyrighted Music With YouTube Shorts
As someone who faced numerous frightening YouTube copyright strikes and takedown notices over the year for using pop songs in my videos, I was astounded to discover that what was once forbidden is now fully permissible and even endorsed in YouTube Shorts videos.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in 01
The Encore (Part 1)
My police cruiser hurtles down the I-93. I get off every few exits to make sure I’m not being followed. After our argument, Stevie took off in a huff. Thankfully, I haven’t spotted her behind me, following me like the FBI to pull me over and ask more questions.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Fiction
Pilgrimage To The Togakushi Shrine
As snowflakes dance at the Togakushi Shrine, the air hangs still, providing an eerie backdrop to her beauty. “Frozen wildflowers slumber beneath the ice of Togakushi shrine, and whispers of another era linger in the mountains of Nagano,” I muse.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Fiction
Optimistic Journalist Loses His Job Again (Part 1)
Living in today’s torrent of negative news, my former colleague Austin Panhurst remains a beacon of optimism. His glass-half-full, we're all in this together attitude spreads sunshine onto all those around him.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Humor
A Dance of Double Entendres in Hoboken
My relocation from the London area to New York was in a steady downward spiral, and I reckoned I had finally hit rock bottom. A month stretched into three, and then three months turned into three years. My initial elation at entering a new world has slowly faded, and now I’m feeling rather downhearted.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Fiction







