http://slow.writerscafe.org/obviously The original writings of author Dustin Chang en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776078137 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A boy grapples with the death of a great(?) man. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/978703/ Our bicycle ride to Bainbridge Island was quite a trek. It was obvious for everyone to see that I wasn’t really a serious biker as I claimed to be. It was a typical Pacific Northwest Spring weather- overcast, cold and drizzly. I fell down twice and scraped my knee on the uneven roa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/813291/ Sister Leisl has always been her favorite. Even though she was a couple of years senior, she couldn’t help but feeling like a little girl at the presence of her.Penile * Vaginal * Anal Wart TreatmentConfidential, Private Dermatology OfficeConsult and Same Day Genital Wart TreatmentCall: xx.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/643248/ So, how is your heart doing?Well, she didn’t say. She just told me to take off my shirt, turned off the light, put some goop on my chest and prodded me with her magic wand and we watched my heart on the computer together. That was it.So an echocardiogram is like an ultrasound?It’s exactl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/587480/ The recess was ending. Playing in the sandlot, you lost track of time. You were nine years old. You had to go to the bathroom really bad. The field cleared as the bell rang. Peeing in the corner of the building while no one was watching, at the time, seemed like a pretty logical thing to do in your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/558351/ It's 6:14am. Just had a dream and can't go back to sleep. In this dream, I was in town from somewhere and borrowed my dad's car to get around. Then I dropped in at a dormitory where my girlfriend was staying. I usually dream of buildings, interior of the buildings to be exact. They are alway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/532931/ It was a treacherous drive up to the foot of the mountain. Their objective was to find a secret hideaway waterfall deep in the tropical rainforest. But the road wasn’t paved at all and the blue Jeep they rented rocked side to side with every centimeter they crawled forward. The directions the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/495427/ Siobhan was an enigma. She was the only white girl who’d ever worked as a waitress at Hana, a Korean restaurant where I was waiting tables. She slipped in to my life one day, and before I got a chance to really get to know her, she was history. Just like that. It was a cold Saturday evening .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/475464/ I’m in love. I love looking at her falling asleep next to me. So trusting, so helpless, so care free. She trusts me enough and I am truly honored. I’d just look at her face, study her features- her bangs, forehead, eyes, nose, lips, chin… She mumbles in her sleep: her exp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/470478/ GallowsNicole and I went to Butte, MT., for a book she is working on- not strictly for research purposes but hoping there would be enough time for city folks like us to look around. Butte, a Gibraltar of labor movement in the turn of the century USA is now a economically depressed small hilly town.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/455229/ I developed a strange habit of sizing up women on the train on the way to work and back home. I get on, spot women in the age of 25 to 40 and try to look at their ring fingers, all as inconspicuously as possible. I position myself all the way in the back of t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/448627/ I didn’t know anybody in New York and had no place to stay. It turned out that my grandmother had cousins living in Flushing, Queens, a central hubbub of Korean Americans in New York. I was to mooch off of the Kim family that I’d never met before, until I got a job and had enough money t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/434463/ It happened in the school library during the finals. How goes it?Huh?I said how goes it?Uh, okay.I found this on the floor here the other day.She held up the silver necklace. At the bottom of its delicate silver chain, hung an amulet- a Chinese character for water.  She rol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/431507/ Funny how 23 years of your life fit in a small car. There you were, on the Interstate 5 on the way to Vancouver, B.C.. Your temporary home on the beach was waiting for you. You were just out of college and got a job at a tape-duplicating house for the broadcast TV networks. The man at the interview .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/424314/ The Vanderbilts were obviously well off. The little Vanderbilt, that snot-nosed little brat, needed a piano in his room on the second floor of their giant white mansion on Long Island. So they called The Sullivan Moving Co. And that’s how Red Sullivan hurt his back on Tuesday.It was rainy, a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/416577/ On TV, there was a white polar bear swimming, trying desperately to keep afloat in the vast arctic sea. It hit Marvin Sandovsky like a brick. It hurt him right in the heart, as he grabbed his hairy chest and grumbled in pain. The clinical, inhuman narration went on; “…as the sea tempera.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/393745/ F**k! Anna Delvecchio screamed as she put her right foot on the break. The car abruptly halted and the rosary on her rearview mirror swung and hit her face. She avoided crashing into the SUV ahead of her. Even before she got a chance to let her sigh of relief, she was violently jerked forward- a man.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/389315/ There are desperate measures to recapture your youth. I've seen them. They usually involve changing appearances: botox shots, hair transplants, hair dyes, cheerleader uniforms and whatnot. They are pathetic.Mr. Gilbert went to the park today. The weather finally thawed after 3 months of long, da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/386605/ {Adam}I am going through DVDs that are in front of me. Something he said makes me stop.“Really?” I say.“Yep,” he says, “the rescue team didn’t get there fast enough to save her.”He tells me his friend died in a hiking accident in the Shasta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/381158/ How about this?Huh?Look at me. She smacked her lips together, making a pleasant 'pop' sound.It's called Plum. There was a reddish brown color on her lips.That's nice.Oh, oh, what about this? She held up another lipstick sampler. It's called Dusk Rose.Well, you have a tough choice to ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/364051/ This tiny Indian restaurant was lighted like some Christmas fanatic’s suburban mansion. Those bright, colorful blinking lights were almost seizure inducing.“Are we ready for a birthday treat?” Marais said, grinning ear to ear.“Whose birthday?” I asked.“Yours.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/356364/ “Is there anything you want for Christmas, mom?” I ask. “Oh, nothing.” She says.“Come on, I’m sure there’s something you want.” I push on.“Well… how about some handkerchiefs then?”Handkerchiefs? After I hang up the phone, I r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/354712/ Hey you, said Haylee, nudging at my side. From the kitchen, she passed me a plate of grilled shrimp with yellow rice, beans, pico de gallo and guacamole through the service window. I felt very special because the shrimp dish was the most expensive item in the menu. No not you. She pointed at Nile... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/343772/ Come look at this. Elena Said.There was a big black smudge on the white wall. Finger prints?The whole palm print is more like it. She said. A hint of fear in her voice. Look! Look over here!More smudges along the wall. What the hell is going on?It was mid December. A short, 'in-between shows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/335217/ He must've been a rookie cop. The leather clip on his gun holster was undone. The utility belt that the holster was on hung asymmetrically on his thick waste. They never tighten them, the cops. I guess they make them look fat.With his back turned on us, the rookie cop strolled along the sidewalk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/321420/ I once saw a neighborhood kid jump off from the balcony of his second story house with two umbrellas- one in each hand. It was a bet. Of course, I betted on him not succeeding. It wasn't on whether he would die or not. Those were innocent times. Twok! He walked away with a sprained ankle. He gr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/320491/ Nathan's Hot Dog Eating Contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/297004/ Not your ordinary party chit-chat http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/296478/ The end of the world is brought on by cultural misunderstanding http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/286634/ A New York subway story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/271601/ EXT. ROOF - DAY We tilt down from a blue sky to the roof of the two story building, revealing TWO EIGHT YEAR OLD KIDS: TESHAN and JUAN in their shorts laying down on their stomach looking down on the edge of the roof. They have colorful water-filled balloons next to them. TESHAN Shhh. Here h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/269032/ INT. RACOON PUFF HEADQUARTERS OFFICE/WAITING ROOM - DAY We track from left to right, a long line of Asian girls in their best suits sitting in chairs waiting for their turn. Their expressions are collectively somber, and their mannerism, immaculate. As we pass the wall behind them, we see Raccoon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/267918/ There's been a construction going on in my building at work for last six months and two elevators have been taken over by burley construction guys moving stuff in and out of the building. They are thick necked, red faced big men wearing tiny hard hats and suspenders and only speak amongst themselves.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/266199/ A love story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/241293/ INT. CLOSET - NIGHTWe see a glimpse of a GIRL with dark hair as she is quickly pushed in to a closet. The door closes with a bang. Darkness. Giggling of BOYS and GIRLS is heard outside the door.BOY (O.S.)Come on, get to it. Get busy!More giggling.After a while, we can just make out t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/240976/ Religious epiphany or ...? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/240036/ INT. GOURMET GROCERY STORE - NIGHTFancy store with exposed-brick walls and old French posters on the wall. Shelves full of expensive preserves, candies and fridge full of extensive, exclusive beer selection. Lawrence slowly scans through the shelves, strolling down the aisle with a grocery basket... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/239506/ A brief encounter with the Moonies. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/237181/ People are not how they used to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/230376/ Wonders of traditional medicine...and its consequences. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/230012/ Air travel can be a murder- claustrophobic, noisy, with terrible food and uncomfortable next to/in btwn complete strangers... But this is NOT one of those stories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/obviously/230004/