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Tom Bradbury: No Words Left Unspoken Part 1
This is the official memorial document for Tom's family & friends. It will be featured in this week's VCC issue as my entry for my column "Chat With Les". Part 2: "The Voices That Remain" will be released shortly as a substitute for the "Society Pages" column.
By Call Me Les4 years ago in Humans
How do I Shoot my Shot & not Miss?
Dear Lex, How do I slide in da dms??? Without seeming desperate ofc Sincerely, Anonymous __________________________ One thing you have to remember whenever you shoot you shot is that there are only one of two outcomes. The person is either going to fwy or they won't and either way, you'll be fine. I don't want to sound mean but that is the best way to think of it in order to not let your nerves get the best of you.
By Xel4 years ago in Humans
When An Angel Is Called Home
Here I am, yet again, sitting in front of my computer, staring at a blank screen, and wondering where do I start? What do I say, that hasn't already been said, about such an incredible friend and writer? How do you pay tribute and homage to a man that has left such an indelible mark on our writing community? How do you honour a man who gave the best of himself to everyone?
By Julianne McKenna4 years ago in Humans
Eddie's Last Flight (Ever)
Our plane was going to be delayed an extra thirty minutes. Something about having to move things around in the cargo area since the flight was making several stops.
By Rick Martinez4 years ago in Humans
"I Want You to Know I Know The Truth"
"Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my [friend]. Alas, that these evil days should be mine." - King Theoden
By Call Me Les4 years ago in Humans
Death of a Stranger -- Tom Bradbury
Like a rug yanked quickly out from under my feet, the emotions I feel leave me unsettled, out of kilter, bewildered. How can the sudden death of someone I don’t even know; a man who lives halfway around the world from my home, have such a profound effect? Why is my heart so grieved at the loss of Tom Bradbury?
By Maria Calderoni4 years ago in Humans
Why I've spent 7 years of my 20's as a single woman
I’ve spent my 20's as a single girl (now a woman), and during this entire period I’ve learned so much and discovered even more.
By Joy4 years ago in Humans
Common Courtesy While Living Together
Living with others can seem simple enough-you do your thing and they do their own thing. You believe everyone is on the same level. Each person equally contributing to the success and wellbeing of the household. Well, that’s all much better sounding than it can be at times because living with someone can cause tension if you’re used to being alone.
By Diana Walker4 years ago in Humans
Denouement among the lilies
February for our first moment. We’re sitting in a dive bar in Camden Town. It smells of stale beer and gomme syrup; the floor coated by a thin veneer of both. Buzzed from cheap cocktails, you’re staring inquisitively at me. “Are you an optimist or a pessimist?” you ask. “Neither, I’m a realist.” I answer. We laugh. Later, a rushed kiss at the bottom of an escalator.
By Emily Taylor4 years ago in Humans
Birthday Girl
So I'm stretching the guidelines a bit with this challenge entry. Technically, this story did not happen during my childhood. I was 21 years old and close to graduating college when it took place. But this story did happen alongside my childhood best friend, Maria.
By Kathryn Milewski4 years ago in Humans
Young fun
“Where were you in ‘62?” That was the ad for the movie American Graffiti. I was seven or eight years younger than those sixties kids in the movie. My story starts in the fall of that year, but it takes flight in 1963.
By Paul A. Merkley4 years ago in Humans
This Bookworm Method Might Help You Recognise the Quality of Your Relationships
After spending 10 years in a co-dependent friendship that eventually fell apart half a year ago, I’m back in business. I’m officially on the lookout for new friends, optimistic and determined that this time, I’ll extend my inner social circle beyond three people in total. Turns out, when you lose one of your three closest people, you’re only left with two. Who knew?
By Denisa4 years ago in Humans