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michelle ng dreams and how we interpret them

The one who dreams

my journeys from wake to sleep

I can’t remember when or where exactly, perhaps it was during a comedic program or on an entertainment website, but I once came across this figure or cliché of “the kind of person who talks about their dreams.” One website I found that discusses this figure is Cracked.com. An article called “5 Things You Love…

michelle ng bucket list

To fulfill a vendetta

Brown Bucket List #2

“I once sang ‘Would You Be My Butterfuck?’ in the Quiet Room of the John Hay,” Emma said. “There are no more sacred spaces.” I stared at Emma with a familiar, speechless admiration. We were sitting in the lobby of J. Walter Wilson on red plastic chairs around a small wooden table. Nearby, the automatic…

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That Pile of Laundry Sitting in Your Closet

Reflections on Rejection

NOTE: All of the names of the people in the story, except Kelly’s, have been changed. This reflects the subjects’ wishes to remain anonymous. “The job hunt and my love life are way too similar,” Chris says as we wait for our food at Julian’s on Broadway Street. He’s a friend, but I’ve asked him…

Michelle Ng La La Land Moonlight and the Oscars

La La Lame

It’s Moonlight that deserves the Oscar

The Oscars do not, as a general rule, reward quality in cinema. A cursory glance through the Best Picture competitions of years past illustrates this point: Birdman beat Boyhood, Crash beat Brokeback Mountain, The English Patient beat Fargo, and so on and so forth. The history of the Oscars is one of failures of imagination,…

michelle ng Between Light and Shadow

Between Light and Shadow:

Twilight Zone-inspired hope for the New Year

I’m not much of a New Year’s person. I don’t typically go out or make resolutions. Most of my New Years of the past have been spent in the basements of high school friends’ houses playing Apples to Apples. This year I went out to a Hibachi place/Chinese buffet with my parents and their neighborhood…