This is the story of a man in charge of training the future leader of a tribe, he must encounter formidable foes to teach what only experience can provide.
The tale of some tribesmen in search of food as it has been told by the media. In reality I can’t know for sure how our ancestors lived or survived.
As a young boy on could dream of getting lost in the world, in search for something, anything, even a way back home.
A self reflection about the path that I had to take in order to become a writer. Most of the ideas are personal and may not apply to everyone.
When I first started writing, one of my deepest fears was getting attached to one of the character and then have him killed. Here is one of my failures.
A failed attempt of describing a place I don’t know and can’t understand. I hope it helps you see how strange my thought can turn when I let them.
A personal story that could be the beginning of my writing career, even before I was able to understand how important it was.
A short story about a boy how thought love was just a tale old people like to share. He never imagine experiencing these sensations with just one sight.
A day like today, a long time ago, the ships came from the sky. A day like today, the invasion began. This is how the story begins each time it is told to children before bed. Life changed drastically since the invasion, and things were never the same. Yes, it was a day like today when Max was gathering herbs in the forest; a forest that is not like the ones we find now. It was a magnificent forest that began at the foothills and was lost in the horizon. Not knowing what could happen, they lived in harmony within the forest. The history of what occurred is no more than a fantastical tale that grandmothers tell their grandchildren and a story about a world that our past generations lived in. They say it was a wonderful world that had to disappear for the growth of the species. It appeared
