Rachel stopped writing to take a sip of her coffee. As she sipped she grimaced and stared down at the cup in her hand. It was cold? How long ago had she made this that it was already stone cold? How long had she been writing for? She found the key in her pocket and opened up the bottom draw of her desk, pulling out her phone and turning it on. It came to life and beeped at her with all her missed messages—the very reason she always locked it away when trying to write. She put checking them to one side and looked at the time. 2am? She’d been writing for over four hours? Well, no wonder her coffee was so cold.
Author: theliteraryonion
Trained as a chef, and with an English and Creative Writing Degree, there are no two things I am more passionate about than words and food (apart from maybe my dogs and family).
Follow along as I blend both together with as much skill as I have been taught and as much creativity as I can muster. Love to read? Try my serial stories, short stories and poetry. Love to cook? Have fun with my recipes and lessons. And if you love both? Read everything, and I hope you enjoy as much as I do.
I Make ‘The Bear’s’ Omelette (and an Update)
Recently I started watching ‘The Bear’ on Disney Plus. Am I late to the party? Of course I am. Truth be told I avoided this show for so long because I thought it would be in more of the realm of the ‘depressing-adult-sex-and-drugs’ style show I was used to seeing hanging around the streaming services.… Continue reading I Make ‘The Bear’s’ Omelette (and an Update)
The Character’s Strike (Back): Part 4
Rachel waited in front of the museum bathroom for her daughter, Lucy, to come out. She yawned, throwing her hand to her face so quickly she accidentally hit herself in the mouth, causing throbbing pain to shoot through her jaw. Leaning against the wall behind her, she closed her eyes and let the pain subside.
Recipe: Earth Nation ‘Cabbage Carts’ Vol-Au-Vents
There's nothing more upsetting and iconic from Avatar: The Last Airbender than a broken cart of cabbages. These little edible carts feature a creamy, sweet and salty blue cheese mousse, an earthy filling of mushroom, apple and nuts and some soft mini-cabbages to sell (Brussel Sprouts glazed with apple jelly). If somebody destroys/eats one of these they'll have you screaming 'my cabbages'...
The Literary Onion 