Part One A perfectly rational individual spends dinner with friends, shares his day’s misadventures with them and laughs heartily at every joke they throw in, but only six hours later is discovered wandering the streets, carrying a bazooka and laughing like a maniac. Wouldn’t you say that is the very definition of rapid decline? Of … More The Tormented
Greetings and salutations to you all! Oh what great joy! To find myself nominated for a WordPress award for the first time ever, and that less than a week before my second blog anniversary (has it been that long already?). Anyway, if I sound excited today it is because in being nominated for this award … More Liebster Award 2018
Part 4: Famous Last Words.
Sensei once basked in the company of kings and monarchs. Word around is he used to be so good at telling jokes, he made a living out of it. That was a long, long, really long time ago. … More The Order Of The Forgers (A Microfiction Series)
…wherein everyone seeks the same thing… That morning Sami woke up craving blueberry pie but felt a bit of angst as he looked into his wallet and noticed the five dollar bill. The lonely octogenarian spent the rest of the morning frantically looking around town for a possible benefactor of his small fortune. The first … More Microfiction #15: The Prohibition
Late to the party are you? You can still read part one/two here and here. Part Three: Darn Them All Darn all these secret government buildings with their fifty cameras in every hallway or room. Darn them to heck with their keycard doors everywhere. Give me a lock any day, I’ll have it open … More The Order of The Forgers (A microfiction Series)
Looking for part one? It’s over here! Part Two: The Girl Her voice carries the softness of a feather on silk. Her aura is that of a sunset on a tidally locked planet. Perpetual, haunting, notoriously hard to tear yourself away from, as if the key to its liberation lay in the sharing of … More The Order of The Forgers (A microfiction Series)
Part One: In Deplorable Company. ‘This is a secured government building. How did you break in?’ He’s in full control of this conversation. It ebbs and rises as he sees fit. He alternates between using his tongue or his fists to communicate. I in turn respond well within my disposition with silence, grunts of pain … More The Order Of The Forgers (A microfiction series)
There was a clock. Ticking and tocking. Tick, tick, tock, tick. He couldn’t see it, but it certainly was there, constantly. Tock, tock, tick. It ticked whenever he did something good, like that time he helped the sickly old lady cross the road and she thanked him by telling him he had a very special … More Microfiction #14: Origins
(Fair warning ahead, parts of this piece describe a scene that might make your stomach queasy) There are some subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) nuances that define as a people. Cornerstones of our society, so to speak. Tiny, often easily overlooked actions we do for others, things we say that bring a feel-good atmosphere … More We Can Lose Much More…
…wherein curious meetings take place in the witching hour… Two men stood in the middle of the park, wrapped by the darkness of night. One was tall and lean, the other conspicuously rotund. I spotted them on my way home, having stayed late at work, and took my time to observe them from a position … More Microfiction Monday #13: The Meet.
…wherein dissent is punished… In her defense, she hadn’t meant to do it, or rather she hadn’t done it consciously. The dust bin just happened to be there, at the supermarket’s exit and she extended her arm and threw the receipt inside. There was no thought to the action, just a habitual reflex. Which is … More Microfiction Monday #12: Receipt