HeyJaredSonja B. P.
Writer, Reader, and Aspiring Author ⛈️ | UofT alumni & English Lit. student at Trent U (she/her)
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- Sep 21, 2026
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Wet Socks: A Little Poem (opens the original)
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Here’s a little poem I wrote about sifting. You know, what you do when you don’t want clumps in your flour. Yes, that’s what this is about. Did you know you can do that with people too? It’s quite simple. Just crush a person up, collect all of their itty-bitty pieces, and toss out the bits that are too big to fit through the sifter’s tiny little holes. Sifters really are great, because why bother taking on someone with their clumps and imperfections when you can have them filtered and smooth? Ju
Hiding Behind Loyalty: Chaol, Lorcan, and their Fear of the Changing World in Queen of Shadows (opens the original)
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Warning: Spoilers for Queen of Shadows and earlier books in the Throne of Glass series.Last month, I launched a book across my bedroom. Why? Well, when two characters you think you understand quite deeply become the complete opposite of themselves and everything they fought for, frustration has a tendency to take hold of you in strange ways (i.e., launching a book across your bedroom). Things only get worse when you realize that the shift in their personalitie
The Something: a short story (opens the original)
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Hello, Fiction Fiends!The first week of graduate studies has sprung upon me, and so have the ice-breakers. These evil little introductions have come flying toward me at full force this afternoon, and I can’t help but be intrigued by how my peers react to one another’s answers—or perhaps, lack of an answer. “In one word, how would you describe your neighbour?”As I sit in this sweaty lecture hall, watching students faces melt into something like terror as they lock eyes with their desk-mates, I ca
Bombocado: a short story (opens the original)
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Hello, Fiction Fiends!Again, my writing has taken me to very strange places. Originally, I thought it would be fun to create a piece about these little coconut desserts called bons-bocados (or bom-bocado as the singular)—which I had the pleasure of tasting for the first time during my Punta Cana trip this past April. However, somewhere between brain-storming and actually working on this piece, I managed to write about bullying, crossing boundaries, bake sales, and the Amazon Rainforest. Protecti
Bistro Basilica: a short story (opens the original)
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Hello, Fiction Fiends. Sometimes, writing is just like running in the dark. I can go fast and far in a direction that I can’t quite see, and yet, I always end up somewhere. It’s a strange yet reassuring feeling, because while I may not know what I’m doing whenever I sit down to start typing, I always manage to make something. More often than not, that something is quite strange. When I sat down to write this piece, I distinctly remember wanting to make a story about coffee. Yet, by the end of it
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