Unwritten Ends is a collection of short stories I wrote. It’s where fiction goes to stretch, snack, and make questionable life choices. Some tales are short. Some take the scenic route. Some probably need therapy.
If you enjoy getting lost in characters who feel too much, make weird decisions, or find themselves in situations that hover between funny, eerie, or unexpectedly real, check out the list of short stories at the column below.
Still on the Road
It was raining like the sky had split open. Sheets of water pounded the windshield, the wipers squealed helplessly against the downpour. Every bend in the road was a smear of darkness. In the passenger seat, Mei Lin twisted around to hush Ethan, who was whining...
Some People Have More Luck Than They Need
Yvonne first met Celeste and Conrad on a Thursday evening that smelled like burnt coffee and rain. She’d ducked into a small café near her brother’s workplace; a cramped little place with cracked leather booths and a chalkboard menu that never changed. She waited for...
The Ones She Couldn’t Save
It was the trip everyone had been looking forward to for weeks. Yvette stood near the edge of the church compound, clutching the strap of her backpack. She was the new girl, again. Her dad had moved them here three months ago, and while he’d meant well by signing her...
The Day We Played Ouija in an Old Library
Joelle had always found comfort in the library’s gloom. The ancient shelves, the smell of dust and fading paper, the cool hush … it was a cocoon for someone who devoured Christopher Pike and Anne Rice like holy texts. Her friends, Lynne and Sara, teased her for...
The Cat on the Roof
“Some say stray cats bring bad luck. Others say they bring something worse.” When I was a kid, our home was a mini petting zoo. Like, seriously. There were dogs barking in the yard, colorful canaries singing in the kitchen, guinea pigs squeaking from their cage, fish...
The Last Dive
Emma and I met in high school, but we bonded over bubbles and wetsuits years later. After getting our scuba certification together, we made it a tradition to dive once a year at Tenggol Island, off the east coast of Malaysia. Crystal-clear waters, untouched reefs, sea...
Some Roads Remember What Others Forget
Two cars. One couple per car. They were headed to Genting Highlands for a weekend getaway and a wedding the next day. Ramesh and Kok Han, the two guys, worked at the same company. They were supposed to leave Kuala Lumpur right after work, but a client meeting dragged...
The Night at Amber Court
We weren’t supposed to be there. Amber Court wasn’t on the list of recommended hotels, or even on the list of tolerable ones. But it was a corporate event weekend in Genting Highlands, and the usual spots were fully booked. Matt, our boss, refused to commute up and...
The Backseat Passenger
One day, in the hazy orange of an early evening, I was helping my mom water the plants outside our gate when I noticed my brother in the distance, pushing his bicycle home instead of riding it. His head was lowered, and he dragged the bike with one hand while the...