Shelby Larsen
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Spinner of Fractured Fairy Tales
Drawn to justice, buried truths, and the silence between the lines
Stories (68)
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Shouting into the Void
Let's cut to the chase: I feel defeated. I know writing is supposed to be something I do for me. I used to love it—the way words fit together, the way a story could take shape out of nothing. It brought me joy, and I believed in it. I believed I could create something that mattered, whether that meant making someone smile, making them think, or even just making them feel a little less alone.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Psyche
The Girl in the Basement: Reimagined
Drops of water hit the pages of my book. Choosing to ignore them, I continued rereading the same paragraph I had been working on for the last hour. I found myself brushing my long golden hair back behind my shoulders. The bare lightbulb swung slightly, shifting shadows in the basement.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Fiction
Adult Hobbies are (Still) Hard
A few years back, I wrote an article called “Adult Hobbies Are Hard”. It was all about the struggle to find something fun to do as a grown-up—something that’s not too expensive, doesn’t take up all your free time, and actually keeps your interest for more than a week. Spoiler: it’s harder than it sounds.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Motivation
Why I'm Mad at You. Content Warning.
I. More Than Politics—A Question of Values The morning after the election, I stared blankly at the news updates on my phone: Donald J. Trump would be the next President of the United States. I didn't just feel disappointment, I felt fear, anger, and disbelief.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in The Swamp
Diary from Your Fat Friend. Top Story - June 2024. Content Warning.
You stand in your closet, turning from side to side, sucking in your "stomach." I watch from my perch on your bed. We both stare at your reflection in the mirror, and I dread the question I know is coming.
By Shelby Larsen2 years ago in Viva
