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A maple leaf smacks into my handlebars before flying off. Just nature’s way of high-fiving me, I guess. Our bikes snake down the country roads,…
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Have you ever watched a clock tick by, each minute stretching like honey, while your stomach tightens into knots? I have. My partner runs on…
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I’m doing handstands against my office wall. I hold planks between meetings and bear-crawl across my living room. While everyone’s chasing fancy fitness trends…. Back…
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Jetpack just gave me a badge: “You’ve made 100 posts on S.J.Asher.” A small digital star for a journey measured in heartbeats. A hundred posts…
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Let’s talk about my signature dish: toast. Not the fancy artisanal kind – we’re talking about the “is it burned or just well-done?” variety. While…
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Everything changed in 1991. I was just a kid in a small town. The only world I knew, the Soviet Union, was falling apart. Not…
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Life’s a journey, not a destination. When asked, “What are you most proud of?”, I realized pride changes as we grow. So I looked back,…
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You know how they say everyone has a book in them? Well, turns out I had two. Yesterday, I let slip that I’ve been secretly…
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There’s something most people don’t know about me: I’ve been quietly crafting my second novel. This journey of creation has been driven by existential questions.…
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I’m curled up on the couch in my soft blanket. It feels like a warm hug. The dishwasher hums in the kitchen. The old clock…
Soul-stirring fiction, fueled by intuition
S.J. Asher
Author. Rider. Explorer.
“Manuscripts don’t burn.” – Mikhail Bulgakov,
The Master and Margarita
Come along as I unpack the colorful chaos of life through heartfelt stories and real talk. From gut-busting laughs to ugly cries, wild dreams to secret fears, we’ll explore the moments that make us human. Together, let’s celebrate the highs, learn from the lows, and find magic in the everyday.
S.J. Asher 