Hobbies Poem Novels & Stories

“He’s worm food now, dove. We’re your freedom, and we’ll be here until you’re ready for us.” “Well, what about your hobbies?” I asked after taking a drink. Coughing at the harsh burn, I regarded him with a raised brow. “I’m not talking about killing people, either. Or your stealing-objects-from-other-people habit.” His lips stretched into a grin. “Good, because those are passions, not hobbies.” The humor drained from his face, and he waved dismissively. “Painting is a hobby.”

“You are used to being busy and having too much free time is hindering your ability to think straight, right?” He nodded, disheartened. “Um, how about you follow a hobby?” I softened my tone, tucking a stray hair behind his ear. “I have always seen you busy or being productive. Why won’t you do something fun for the first time?” He was baffled, tilting his head adorably as if my words were foreign. “Something… fun? Like?” “Things you wanted to but never had the time. You have a month. Try painting, writing articles, gaming, or watching movies or shows.”

Anna asked, confused. Means what is your hobbies, first tell me..." "Hobbies!?" Anna became excited: "My hobbies...I like to read novels...romantic ones." She blushed. "Is it? My Anna is Dark Horse." Grandma, look, no teasing, or else I won’t tell you!" "Okay, dear, now tell me more..." "And I do a little bit of painting... I am more interested in writing and reading." Anna revealed. "Ok, dear, then why didn't you do anything in English literature?" asked Grandma.

“If you call it talent, it’s fine. But they are just my hobbies. I love writing and I love being a ballet dancer. It has always been my dream since childhood. It’s what I do and I enjoy them,” she said and smiled. “But wait, where you serious about envying me?” she stopped, staring at me with a raised brow. “Don’t give me that look. You know I was just joking. My brain can’t comprehend anything about creative writing, so what’s the point? I don’t even have time for all these hobby stuff, how will I be able to slay while wasting my time on stuff like that?” I set forth proudly and sat on the couch.