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Anca Dunavete

The Incredible Adventures of a Freelance Writer

Light Is the New Black

Posted on July 2, 2018May 8, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

Change doesn’t come easily, and it definitely doesn’t come overnight; not substantial change, anyway. Getting tired of your own bullshit takes eating spoonfuls at every meal, until you can’t stand yourself any longer. But no one shows us how to change ourselves before we need it desperately, no one shows us how to match the … Continue reading Light Is the New Black →

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You Call That a Knife? This Is A Knife.

Posted on November 27, 2017May 7, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

“You are so good. So good. You’re always feeling so much, and sometimes it feels like you’re gonna bust open from all the feeling, don’t it? People like you are the best in the world, but you sure do suffer for it.” – Silas House ☾ I write fiction because it feels less intrusive. We … Continue reading You Call That a Knife? This Is A Knife. →

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I Miss, Therefore I Am

Posted on July 10, 2017October 22, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

I want to believe in God, but I doubt that He’d believe in me if I were to make Him up again. I’ve been staring into space for so long now and not once have I had the feeling that we may get on good terms, even if I let Him exist again out of … Continue reading I Miss, Therefore I Am →

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Getting Ready to Meet the Devil

Posted on February 15, 2017May 7, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

from a work in progress Towns at rest, people going home, intermittent patches of glitter and dark everywhere, all the little things that make life up were dancing restlessly through her lashes. Head leaning against the car window, Kara felt wide awake with fear and curiosity. Houses rolled past her like a tracking shot in … Continue reading Getting Ready to Meet the Devil →

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How to Be Your Own Story

Posted on January 6, 2017May 7, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

When you fictionalise your life you have to make up some of the words yourself – the way they taste, the way they sound in the air – and twist them until no one can tell what hell you dragged them out of. When they ask, you tell them you read a lot as a kid, then you … Continue reading How to Be Your Own Story →

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The Storm Before the Calm

Posted on October 11, 2016May 7, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

Takes a deep breath and exhales. Pauses for a moment. Then begins to type. It’s been months now. It feels longer, like this has always been my life. If you knew what rages inside me, you too would see the flat cloud formation at the top of the storm. I rain over myself, pull up … Continue reading The Storm Before the Calm →

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Writer Girl, Interrupted

Posted on July 18, 2016May 8, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

From the height of my balcony the world seems smaller, easier to tame. Easier to love. Sunlight lay across my knees. I feel like an episode of my life, one that keeps repeating itself. One that I can not bear to hear myself typing alive and placing on an imaginary shelf. 'This past doesn’t need … Continue reading Writer Girl, Interrupted →

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In Praise of Blood and Noise

Posted on April 2, 2016May 9, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

The morning was only growing colder. The streets were still dark. He crawled down roads, staring, as if looking through a window; drenched with old, haunting images of days that now seemed to never have been. He stood waiting, coughing. The chill of the night had entered him. The lamp by the bed was broken … Continue reading In Praise of Blood and Noise →

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On Fire, But Not Burning

Posted on March 17, 2016May 7, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

Melanie is the product of somebody's imagination, a character in a story still being written. As she develops – as she is being developed – she begins to question her existence in between her maker's writing sessions. Why can't she remember her childhood? What do the blank spaces mean? Why does she not feel free in the world? And, most … Continue reading On Fire, But Not Burning →

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Just Another Love Letter

Posted on November 28, 2015May 7, 2020 by Anca Dunavete

for Letters of Love I hope this letter finds you alive – all senses and engines burnings – and well. It might find you waiting in line at the Christmas market. It might find you taking a break from sitting in the sun. It might find you in your most uncomfortable outfit, a little too full … Continue reading Just Another Love Letter →

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kind of what I’m doing right now, except in pjs, in front of a laptop and without Dora.
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