The acrid scent of cigarettes used to make me wrinkle my nose in disgust. But as I traveled through Europe, my feelings towards the smell began to change. In Paris, Rome, and Amsterdam, I still found it repulsive. But by the time I reached London and Ireland, I felt a strange temptation to try itContinueContinue reading “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes”
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Feelings and Memories
I traveled Europe for three months with a backpack and a duffle bag. I carried a week and a half of clothes, my laptop, assorted chargers, phone, passport, and toiletries. The only things I collected were tickets, brochures, and receipts. My brother recently joined as a paid subscriber. I told him I had been ponderingContinueContinue reading “Feelings and Memories”
Home and Work
Childhood I find myself back home at 30, nestled in the house where I spent my childhood years. The familiarity of these surroundings offers both comfort and disorientation. While I am grateful for the sanctuary my childhood home provides, I am also aware of the urge to move forward and establish my own independent lifeContinueContinue reading “Home and Work”
Relatable Scenes: Breakfast Diner – Nonfiction
The booth is velvet red but not nearly as lovely in texture. Matching stools line the bar, where a waitress stands. She’s dressed in jeans and a polka dot shirt. She complains about something to a patron, who emphatically agrees. They both laugh. An old man is in the far corner; he’s probably got quiteContinueContinue reading “Relatable Scenes: Breakfast Diner – Nonfiction”
Update: 12/30/22
It appears I have yet, once again, not blogged consistently. How many times have I promised myself I’d be semi-consistent? Last post….in April. Well, it’s not like I haven’t been writing or working. In fact, I’ve shot two short films this year. Actually, between August and November. While my film business has slowed down forContinueContinue reading “Update: 12/30/22”
Finding Forms
Screenplay? Novel? Short story? Poem? How do we discover the form our story takes? An example is my screenplay The French Baker, which chronicles a Frenchman’s experience during WWII. Not only do I still play with the plotline, but I wondered if it craves another form. Would it benefit more as a long-form narrative? TheContinueContinue reading “Finding Forms”
Christianity’s Easter Egg – Fiction
Just south of E80 in Istanbul, hidden beneath Küçükçekmece Lake, and away from the hub of the city, there’s a cave. The entrance is blocked by boulders and kept under observation by obedient servants. In the ComSub, Ahmet carefully navigates the lake’s floor. A grizzly man of forty with equally grizzly stubble, Ahmet has usedContinueContinue reading “Christianity’s Easter Egg – Fiction”
Back to Writing
A huge shoutout to my girlfriend, Anna, for gifting me five books on writing. Screenwriting in particular. I’m not the best at it, but screenwriting was my favorite class in college. Props to Teal for his honest critiques and casual vibes in the room. Since beginning my business as a freelance videographer, I’ve gotten backContinueContinue reading “Back to Writing”
The Last Party – Fiction
A man throws a party before the end of the world.
First Post: Salutations
Howdy-do! The name is Nick Bucci. If you haven’t read the bio: I am a teacher, writer, and photographer. You should also know that I enjoy the Oxford Comma. I’m not really sure what the purpose of the blog will be other than quenching my desire to write. If I create a commitment, I haveContinueContinue reading “First Post: Salutations”