Chapters
“I want to make a feature-length film for this year’s assignment,” I said, keeping my voice steady as I sat across from my film teacher. “I’ve got my own camera and sound equipment that I brought with me to Harvard, so that part shouldn’t be a problem.” Mr. Gardner leaned back in his chair and inclined his head, considering me over the rim of his glasses. “Usually, students go for the two short films. Ever since this class started, only one student tried making a thirty-minute film…- 190.4 K • Ongoing
I stepped into the store after deliberating about it for days. The place was quiet, almost too quiet, which made sense considering how niche the product I was after was. “Whoa,” Peter murmured beside me, spinning around slowly as his eyes widened in awe. “I think we’ve come to the right place to find you a camera.” “I think so too,” I said, equally taken aback by the rows of cameras lined neatly along the glass shelves. Every wall was filled with vintage bodies and gleaming lenses, some…- 190.4 K • Ongoing
“If markets are supposed to aggregate information, then a lot of what we call market failure looks more like an information failure. The price is wrong because the knowledge behind it is incomplete.” I finished answering the question my economics professor had posed to the class, one that no one else had managed to satisfy him with. I wasn’t entirely sure this was the response he’d been fishing for, but I knew one thing for certain. Everything I’d said was factually correct. “Perfect!”…- 190.4 K • Ongoing
The End of a Magical Era Is the Most Beautiful Thing You Can See in a Theater By Rod Meyer The New York Post is the best thing you can watch at the movies this year. After experiencing it in 3D, I felt like the film was made with a checklist in hand, delivering the best possible experience in every department. From acting and direction to sound design, VFX, makeup, costumes, set design, action, editing, cinematography, and music, the movie excels across the board. I wouldn’t be surprised if…- 961.0 K • Ongoing
“Okay, where do you want to go?” I asked, my hands resting on the wheels of the Porsche 928 as I drove at a relatively slow speed for practical reasons. “I don’t know, Josh. I haven’t given it a lot of thought,” Daryl said from the passenger seat before turning around at the sound of a honk. “Oh, shit! Here he comes,” she whispered exasperatedly. “Here who comes?” asked Ron from behind me, turning to look out the back window. “My manager,” Daryl replied casually, as if…- 190.4 K • Ongoing
“Action!” “Emmeline!” an old, heavyset man shouted, his voice a mix of anger and panic, as he rushed toward a young girl standing near a berry bush. “Take them berries outta your mouth!” He grabbed her jaw firmly and pried it open with his thick fingers, forcing her to spit out the berries she had eaten in innocent ignorance. “Spit ‘em out! Come on!” From behind one of the fixed cameras, I was recording the scene, my focus locked on the old man’s face. A few feet away, Eddie…- 190.4 K • Ongoing
Tobias sat across from a plump middle-aged woman named Erica in a cozy, secluded booth in a cafe near her home in Buckinghamshire, England. She stared at him with wide eyes after listening to his offer. "I can't believe it." She shook her head slowly, still in disbelief. "I write fanfiction. Not some great piece of literature. Why would one of the world's biggest entertainment companies be interested in my story?" Tobias kept his expression calm, though inside he was wondering the same thing. And…- 961.0 K • Ongoing
I walked into Casa Encantada and found a scene I hadn't expected at all. Evan and Dad were on their knees, giving piggyback rides to Ace and Ian, respectively. From what I could see, they were both wearing some kind of harness for the kids’ safety and trying to race each other. Meanwhile, the two toddlers were having the time of their lives, judging by their happy giggles. Mum and Scarlett were sitting on the couch, happily watching the moment. I felt a pang of guilt for having missed more moments…- 961.0 K • Ongoing
I flipped through a business magazine as I waited patiently for my flight. “Who would’ve thought that Mr. Troy Armitage would be waiting for his flight just like any other normal person?” I turned toward my assistant with a raised eyebrow. “You’re saying that as if it’s my fault my private jet failed a safety inspection at the last moment and had to be grounded because of it. Or that all the other charter planes in the area were already booked today.” “You could’ve waited for two…- 961.0 K • Ongoing
“I have to tell you something important,” I said somberly as I sat down in front of my girl. Not really. She was thousands of miles away, and we were talking through Skype. Still, it felt like we were sitting across from each other in our living room. It was the thought that mattered. She furrowed her brow at my tone. “Actually, I have to tell you something important, too. I was...forced to do something. I felt like I had no option at all.” The air seemed to thicken between us, neither of…- 961.0 K • Ongoing
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