Tag: Writing

100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part Three)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

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100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part Two)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

Continue reading Service, Please

100 Word Story – Service, Please! (Part One)

Service, please.”

The two waiters standing in front of the order counter picked up their respective serving trays and went into the sea of dining tables and hungry patrons. I took a brief moment to catch my breath and wipe the few drips of sweat from my forehead.

Christ,” I mumbled, “We’re really in the shits today.”

In the middle of my few seconds of peace, another waiter approached the counter and handed me two more ticket orders. Undoing the top button of my chef jacket to let some air out, I faced the kitchen and read out the orders to my staff.

New orders in, listen up.”

Every person kept at their stations, cooking orders and preparing the dozens of incoming meals, as I read off the tickets. It was lively both inside and out the kitchen, everybody on their toes and working like a well-oiled machine. Dishes were leaving the kitchen at a rapid pace, compliments from satisfied customers came back in droves, and everything had a whiff of delicious food. This was the peak performance of my crew.

But tonight was a different story.

Continue reading Service, Please

Luka’s Stuck in A Dry Spell, Again. And Experimenting with Styles.

Luka’s Stuck in A Dry Spell, Again. And Experimenting with Styles.

Hey, y’all. Sorry I haven’t been posting anything in a while. My brain has been all over the place lately, and I was trying to get out of another dry spell of having no inspiration. I’ve been trying to get out of the habit of waiting for an idea to come to mind before I start writing, but it turns out that I can go days without anything coming to me (big surprise.) Part of me started thinking that since I write and post so many different short stories and ideas to the website, it quickly drains my pool of inspiration. On top of that, I tend to read some of my older stuff that’s up and get ideas to extend it or change something, but I figured people wouldn’t want to read the same thing over again, even if it has minor or major changes to it.

To help at least get me to my desk and write something on most days, I’ve been working on older ideas that I’ve started in one of the dozens of notebooks I own. And crazy enough, when I started hand-writing my stories again, I realized just how much more writing I can get one. When I noticed this, I took some time to think about myself, as a writer and content creator.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Finale)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Six)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Five)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Four)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Three)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part Two)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that makes babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

Continue reading Babysitting

100 Word Story – Babysitting (Part One)

Don’t we all just love children? Aren’t they just the greatest bundle of joy, bringing happiness everywhere they go with their laughter and bubbly attitudes? Geez, aren’t they just… some of the most annoying things on the planet?

All they do is make loud noise, screaming at the top of their lungs for no apparent reason, running around the house in a mad dash chasing something that they made up? I mean, who the hell can have so much fun running after something that doesn’t exist?

They only thing that make babysitting a kid doable is giving me enough cash to put up with it, and even then it needs to be a nice amount.

Kids suck.

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Luka’s 2020 Year-End Round-Up… It Sucked.

Luka’s 2020 Year-End Round-Up… It Sucked.

I honestly didn’t even know how to start this off. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to do a 2020 wrap-up because, well, 2020 fucking sucked. Not just for me, but for just about everybody on the planet. We’ve all went through some kind of negative effect from it, some worse than others no doubt, but we all lost something last year. However, through all of the lost, enduring all of the sadness and pain we’ve experienced last year, some of us managed to find some good out it. And in a crazy way, I did too. I can honestly say that all of the extra work I was stuck doing for about eight months out of last year actually lead me to what I’m currently doing today. I don’t really want to make this 2020 wrap-up too long, and I’m trying to avoid making it all about me, sorry about that, so I’m just going to get straight to all of the points I want to focus on.

First and foremost, all of us who made it through the chaotic and hectic year that was 2020, whether you were in Europe, South America, Asia, Africa, or wherever you reside in the world that I didn’t mention, you must keep this in mind. If you’re reading this: you made it. Last year was a hard time for everybody. Many of us lost our jobs due to restrictions and lockdowns, some of us were pushed to the brink of our health because we were swamped with extra work, and some just didn’t know how to cope with everything that was going on. We lost loved ones, for health reasons, for rising political talk, and people finally showed their true colors during it all. We’ve all lost something in some kind of way. But there is one thing that we can all think about.

Through all of the heartache, health risks, and broken bonds, we can say we made it to the new year. I know the road ahead may look bleak and the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t within sight, but trust and believe, making it through one more year is progress. And with the new year, it’s time for us to evaluate our own self-worth and use that for making even more progress for the new year. Know what you’re capable of and have confidence in yourself. Know you who are as a person and don’t let others talk you out of it.

In short: grab 2021 by the balls and make it the year you learn about who you are.