Oneg In The Arctic
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A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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A Lesson in Etiquette . Top Story - June 2023.
My first neighbour was an older gentleman who had recently been widowed. Even though his wife was a long-time baker, he had still found the time and energy to bake me a welcoming cake. The icing was leaky, and the cake was dry, but the kind thought made my day. He really made me feel at home and part of the neighbourhood, even if he was the only one to welcome me to the apartment complex.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Horror
What a Nut. Top Story - May 2023.
No one knew why the vending machine was installed on the fourth floor of the apartment building. It didn’t make sense to have it there, and tenants from the other floors immediately complained about the unfairness of it all. But the building manager was preoccupied with a custody battle, so some snack machine wasn’t really a top priority.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Fiction
The Rattling of Wars
The antique shop was an antique itself; passed down for generations. No one understood how it wasn't bankrupt, as city folk avoided the shop like the plague. An old murder-suicide tale haunted the place, and the family's compensation was what kept doors open.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Fiction
When You Gamble Your Heart. Top Story - May 2023.
I blew on candles that weren’t for my birthday. I figured, why do wishes only count on days of birth? I mean, someone somewhere was definitely born today, maybe they’ll be kind enough to let me borrow some of their luck.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Fiction
sometimes i feel completely overwhelmed by it all. Top Story - April 2023.
I was talking with my friend James recently about the state of the world. While I'm on an island in the arctic in Northwestern Canada, he lives in the United States, a country that too often makes too much noise. We've been writing buddies for probably two years now, and I consider him a dear friend.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Journal
the purple road of grief. Top Story - March 2023.
In a land not far away at all, there lived a boy who liked purple lollipops. They reminded him of water with Kool-Aid mix, something his mother used to make for him on Sundays as a treat. But when his mother disappeared, his father was too wrapped up in grief to recall the Sunday morning ritual. So, he settled for the grape lollipops that his teacher sometimes handed out.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Fiction
