Sui Writes

Author: Suilan

  • Story Shorts – Little Stories that Make you Smile

    Happy New Year!

    I hope the year has started with good vibes for you.  I’m also sending you good vibes, right now.  2018 is here, 2 years to the Tokyo 2020 Olympics. Strange thing to remember, but I’m actually looking forward to that.

    January should be celebrated.  There are so many fresh new starts.  You can do anything in January.  For me, I’m greeting you with a Short Story, neatly compiled into an e-book for your enjoyment.  I hope you enjoy it!

    The title of this short story is ‘Do You Know?’.  This is a story about Saki Masashi, a Tokyo University art student, in his final year.  His powerful older brother suddenly pulls him out of Tokyo Uni., and sends him to the U.S. to enroll into Alexander University.  Saki has had to deal with his older brother treating him this way all his life.  In response to his brother’s cold shoulder attitude, Saki decides to fill his life with warm, memorable moments.

    I loved writing this story because it was about seeking out those moments in life that make you happy.  Smiles can come from things, (nothing feels right unless I have coffee from my favorite chipped mug) activities, (I garden to find my smiles when they disappear), and people.  I’m sure there are those people who fill you up with warmth, just by them calling you or sending you a message to ask about soy sauce. (Hehehe)

    Do You Know? is part of an mmromance anthology called ‘The Arrival of Spring’.

    Find the eBook here: The Arrival of Spring

    Look out for more of these short stories.

     

     

  • Falling in love with Reading

    In a quiet, mundane moment this past week, I fell in love with reading, again.  You might find that statement strange coming from a writer, but it is true.  I was reading before, of course I was reading…books, stories, newspapers, magazines, and it all filled me up as good content often does.  But, what I’m referring to here is that falling into another world, peaceful and absolutely liberating feeling of holding a book and only finally looking up when the there are five pages left.  I look at the time, and the day has disappeared, and I don’t feel bad about it because the book in my hand made it all worth it.  In fact, I wanted to go back to the moment right before I cracked the spine and fall in again.  I didn’t want to finish the last five pages because it meant that I would have to give up the moment, merge back to the present.  Then I thought, all I need to do is find another book.

    I had forgotten this feeling.  Lost it between endless work-related meetings, obligations and commitments.  It is hard to lose yourself in a book when clients are calling your phone, constantly seeking your attention, reports are waiting on the desk, and everyone has a problem waiting for you to solve. I love the challenge the day job provides, and at times I absolutely find solace in it, but it has also taken away from some simple things like reading.

    Perhaps it was the book I was reading…I can’t quite express it.  Whatever it was, I fell in love again with reading.  The bug bit me so hard, I ran back to the bookstore and I now have a pile of books by my bedside table waiting for me.   The excitement of it makes me high.

    I’m currently deep in the grip of Maggie Steifvater’s The Raven Cycle, where kisses might mean the end.

    Gansey, Blue, Ronan and Adam are an absolute delight. 

    Over at the Daily Post, I found this quote:

    Writer Rebecca Solnit on stories:“Stories are compasses and architecture; we navigate by them, we build our sanctuaries and our prisons out of them, and to be without a story is to be lost in the vastness of a world that spreads in all directions like arctic tundra or sea ice.”

    I feel as though it might describe a bit of me before this rediscovery of reading.  While the writing part of my life is essential, absolutely needed that it can keep me up at night.  But the reading part too, the reading is essential.  Stories can truly liberate you in a way you can’t define.

  • Chuseok Love This Year

    You can’t say thanksgiving (chuseok) without mentioning family.  This year I find myself viewing the word family in a different perspective, a non-traditional way.  My friend, Moon, says that with each year we grow older, but also more clearer on things.   What I know today, will definitely change next year, or be more refined.  I’ve come to realize that the people who make me feel the most comfortable, the most myself, are now family to me.  At times blood family won’t always be where you can be comfortable, this has been hard to accept, but since I’m smiling as  I type this, it seems I have come to accept it.

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    Welcome to dinner

    Thanksgiving this year was having some alone time, being in an absolute quiet space. I value these moments because they’re a source of strength.  My old, old friends who are now staying with me made lunch, that ran into afternoon, and into dinner.  I’m amazingly grateful that I’m laughing easier having them around.  Gosh, a good laugh will truly put you in a great mood.  You don’t realize how lonely you are, until you have someone calling you to ask how your day is and when they don’t do it once, you miss it and wonder how you lived without that call before.

    I’m babbling now on the good fortune that has moved into my house.

    Happy Chuseok! (Korean Thanksgiving) and cheers to you!

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    Cheers!

     

  • Words do turn into WMDs

    There are moments when a single word is more powerful than an action.  One word can send you catapulting into the ether, throwing off events in a day, ruining a perfectly harmonious dinner party, cracking a heart into pieces…

    No thinking too much, just Smell the Cherry Blossoms

    One word, it seems, can make or destroy.

    This I’ve come to experience of late, and it has turned into a humbling? Or should I say educative moment in life.

    Do you know there are people in your life, no matter what they say, you find yourself analyzing their every word.  Why did he/she say that?  What is she/he thinking?  How does it relate to me?  Goodness is this self-centered or what? But seriously, what did they mean?  This is the endless cycle of questions that leads to insanity.  Perhaps, the education here is to take statements at face value.  Not to overthink what is not stated, but…truthfully, this is really hard to do.

    So, is this overthinking situations, words, and over analyzing people a woman thing? Or is it the result of having an over-creative mind? Could be both, in which case, this writer continues to learn the hard way.

    All I have managed to realize is that I need to check my thoughts, my own words, because I might be over judging scenarios and turning them into mountains when they’re only pebbles on a path.

    Works – in – Progress

    Good news is, I’ve been writing, challenging news is that I have yet to turn completed work into downloadable e-books.  Will work on that this coming June as free time is on my way.  Look forward to these WiPs.

    Always You, Only You

    A Haunted Love

    And a short Anthology of stories.

     

  • Sunday Fun- Friends & Lovers

    Sunday Fun- Friends & Lovers

    Sundays are beautiful and bittersweet.  Sunday morning hours are always the best part of the week.  Our morning was rainy today, and I say ‘our’ because the house is  full of people.  Friends and Lovers, staying the weekend, looking for adventure in my corner of the world.

    Spent most of my morning reading, enjoying the sun coming up, with rain mixed in.  The blankets felt warm and the cat snuggled up right in there, it was perfect.  Then the horde woke up, and suddenly it’s a frenzy of making breakfast, brewing coffee, slicing fruits…randy jokes from the Lovers.  Gotta love the lovers, they spice up the morning with kisses.  The rest of us tease them, but they don’t seem to mind it. I love that they’re all in the kitchen, making my day.

    Then it’s out in the garden for all of us.  After a busy week, just sitting outside, enjoying the sun after a refreshing rain and arguing over who is going to cook the turnips for lunch, I feel like this is heaven.

  • Magic Hour

    Magic Hour

    It’s a Thursday morning, sitting at my desk, looking at a work day spent writing. Some four to five hours.  I often work with music on, and as I’m on a great One Ok Rock binge, their song Hard to Love comes on and nostalgia sets in.

    You know they hit the lyrics right when they have your mind wandering on a trip.  This song has me thinking of my Dad.  My Dad remains this great mysterious man in my memory.  I can only imagine what he thought of me, as he died when I was too young to comprehend much about life.  I often imagine he’d have given me advice like in this song when I think of him.

    A hard-working man, who loved his family and did what he could to create a future for us.  This picture is different depending with who you talk to, but for me, it really never changes.  In my memory, he is firmly a super hero who I know I will always look up to.

    Full of nostalgia feels, magic hour takes over as I plan the next part of a story taking shape.  The beauty of fiction is that it can take you places you never expected to be.

  • A Haunted Love

    A Haunted Love

     

    A Haunted Love by Suilan Lee Book Cover

    Hideki Takada’s life is in danger. Kazuma Daiko tortures himself with guilt over the death of his last charge.  Can Kazuma protect Hideki when it matters most?

    Kazuma Daiko, a skilled bodyguard, is haunted by the tragic loss of his previous charge. His guilt has led him to avoid close-contact assignments, and he questions his ability to protect. His inner turmoil grows when he faces the enigmatic Hideki Takada, unsure of his capabilities.

    Kazuma’s world shifts when he first sees Hideki. A magnetic force binds their souls together, compelling Kazuma to hold on to the assignment despite his reservations. Kazuma embarks on a journey that challenges his reservations, but his love for Hideki blurs the boundaries between duty, desire, and the pursuit of redemption.

    “A Haunted Love” weaves a tapestry of passion, guilt, and forbidden desires. As Kazuma and Hideki’s connection deepens, their love blossoms against all odds, forcing them to confront their haunted pasts and navigate a hidden villain’s plot to separate them.

    Will Kazuma find the strength to face his guilt and allow love to heal his wounded soul? Can Kazuma and Hideki’s love withstand the tests of time and adversity?

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  • A Rescued Life

    A Rescued Life

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    Stabbed and left for dead, Toshiro Shindo is at the end of the road: no hope, no one to care, no reason to live. Jason rescues him and shows him kindness and love. When the man who stabbed him returns for him, Toshiro fights to keep the life Jason rescued.

    In the depths of the woods, Toshiro Shindo finds himself brutally stabbed and left for dead by the merciless Kaito Takumi. Clinging to the thin thread of life, Toshiro wrestles with a momentous choice: surrender to the encroaching darkness or summon the strength to defy death itself.

    Desperate and bleeding, he stumbles onto a lonely road where fate intervenes in the form of Jason, a compassionate stranger who rescues him.

    Back on his feet, Toshiro gathers the strength to unravel the mystery behind Kaito’s brutal act. As he unearths a deeply personal betrayal, Toshiro decides to sever ties with Kaito Takumi for good.

    As he awaits the cost of his decision, Toshiro returns to Jason, seeking temporary sanctuary. Amidst the solace and safety of their blossoming connection, an unexpected love blossoms between Jason and Toshiro.

    However, Toshiro’s choice to betray Kaito Takumi places himself and Jason in grave danger. Faced with the daunting task of safeguarding their newfound love, Toshiro must summon his courage to fight for the life they yearn for—a life of love, hope, and the promise of a future together.

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  • A Healing Heart

    A Healing Heart

    Talin focuses on work, barely paying attention to anything else. One encounter in his club’s parking lot drags him out of his dull life.

    Talin’s life revolves around his club, where he seeks solace from a haunting loss. Consumed by his work, he rarely allows anything else to capture his attention. That is, until an electrifying encounter unfolds in the club’s deserted parking lot, igniting a spark that jolts him out of his monotonous existence.

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    Talin focuses on work, barely paying attention to anything else. One encounter in his club’s parking lot drags him out of his dull life.

    Talin’s life revolves around his club, where he seeks solace from a haunting loss. Consumed by his work, he rarely allows anything else to capture his attention. That is, until an electrifying encounter unfolds in the club’s deserted parking lot, igniting a spark that jolts him out of his monotonous existence.

    Dimitri has watched Talin for so long that when he storms into his workshop for answers, Dimitri decides he won’t stay on the sidelines any longer. He wants Talin for life.

    Soon, Dimitri’s path becomes intertwined with Talin’s in ways he could not have foreseen. The boundaries that once held him back from approaching Talin disintegrate, replaced by an unwavering determination to claim the love he’s been yearning for.

    Talin and Dimitri’s love story grows, but a confrontation with The Brotherhood, a ruthless criminal organization, tests their newfound happiness. With their lives and families at stake, Talin and Dimitri must confront their pasts and stand against the shadows that threaten to engulf them.

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