Baked? Naked? Wrapped? | paulothewriter

Baked? Naked? Wrapped?

* Drupppp * A text message pops up. Am in a meeting. I cannot really check my phone. I am too busy pretending to be paying attention to a concept that has nothing to do with my department. * Drupppp * another follows. I get distracted this time. I look. Your name. I resist the…

Baby on the Way - paulothewriter

Baby on the Way

Well, first of all, I am deeply sorry that Arthur Vintage Vol 1 did not come out on September 30th. My computer crashed and that was the only copy I had; I swear to God, this is not just an excuse. I am presently reconstructing the story so, it might take a little while. When…

Lady in Purple Heels - paulothewriter

Lady in Purple Heels

It was one of those days. Am mostly minding my business, and trying to think about how to meet those project deadlines that are giving me sleepless nights – just in case my boss reads this. As am walking to work, face buried into my unhealthily addictive smartphone, I un-bury my head to watch where…

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Mother Got Me a Girl Friend

September is my favorite month of the year. For very obvious reasons; this is the month I was born and I get to release a new book every September. As a child that grew up a little too fast, went to school early, I graduated and became independent quite early. Thus I tend to always…

4th Letter to the Future Mother of My Child

Dear Future Mother of my child, We haven’t talked in a while; how are you doing my love? I still don’t understand this silent treatment thing even before we meet and I do something wrong. Like leaving the toilet seat up and you don’t speak to me for hours until your Audi fails to start…

As I Stand By the Bar Tonight

A glass in the air for the lovers we’ve lost, A toast to the memories we’ll treasure the most. A sip for never going back to my old ways, But f**k it, let’s take one last shot for the old days. The night is still young and we are only getting older With these half…