Category Micro fiction
This week has been exhausting, in real life and in the news, which is increasingly hard to accept as real life. How has it come to this? Caged children. Nonetheless stories remain important and so here are a very few,… Continue Reading →
What is the point of words? What is the point of blogs? What is the point of poetry? I can’t explain. -I can explain, but only at length. Either way I won’t stop. I shared a fifty-word short-short story this… Continue Reading →
It’s been another tough week on various fronts, so these three stories have a rather embattled theme. This morning I thought I would have no fifty-word stories to share. I felt too burned out by Real Life to contemplate microfiction…. Continue Reading →
I’ve been reading China Mieville’s Kraken this week – a book made for me if ever there was one – and so my writing lately has been stranger than usual. I have not had time to do a set of… Continue Reading →
I have been watching the BBC’s 2008 adaptation of Sense and Sensibility this week – an unusual version for its focus on the male characters, especially Colonel Brandon, played by the excellent David Morrissey. And so this week’s fifty-word stories have… Continue Reading →
I don’t often write about inanimate objects but this week there are two fifty-worders about things rather than people. The third story this week may ring a bell if you’ve been following a certain court case. Microfiction is becoming a… Continue Reading →
This week’s stories are a little different to usual. I’ve had awful vertigo for two weeks, which is as much fun as you’d imagine, and not been able to read or write as much as I’d like. These are faux headlines,… Continue Reading →
Four more fifty-worders for you. This continues the story of the monsters, plus there’s a snippet from a mermaid-noir scenario I rather like. Hope you enjoy them! Let me know – I always like reading your comments. If you have… Continue Reading →