telepathic paranoia

Forgiveness Divine He was jittery on their honeymoon, spilled a glass of red wine on her dress.  “I’m sorry,” he told her, but she smiled placidly back.  “I forgive you,” she said. The next day when she was swimming, he stole her book to read, then misplaced it somewhere.  “I’m sorry,” he told her.  “I [...]

Today (meaning Monday) is my nephew’s sixth birthday, so in his honor I’m posting a little microfic he wrote back when he was three.  It’s honestly better than I was going to come up with tonight. Trains The trains didn’t go anywhere. Nothing happened to them. There were green ones, blue ones, and coaches. Nothing. [...]

Gelateria On summer days, the Piazza del Duomo is swollen with crabby, overheated tourists wearily checking off the one major site in their glossy guide books before turning back to their buses and cars to start for the next town.  By nightfall, the piazza is eerily empty and pale, the white marble edifices like a [...]

so this is a bit of a microfiction failure — more a fragment then a fully-formed story. I did have a story in mind, with characters and dialogue and conflict and everything, but I got caught up describing the setting and wound up edging the girl out of the story. She might show up next [...]

oh hey, classes are (almost) over, so I’m trying to get back on the horse. the blog horse. you know. anyway, we read some micro-fiction in my workshop this semester, and I was inspired to give it a shot. god willing, this will become a regular feature, and you can all watch me struggle with [...]