The kids were playing loudly in the next room. He wondered if anybody on the planet dreamt about being Winny the Pooh. Probably, at least one weird person, maybe more. These obviously didn’t know how damn hot it was, in these mascot costumes. And the smell… The sweat stench that made him regret having…… Continue reading Bad news…
Watching the piles of clothes around her, she suddenly realized there were better ways to spend a day off. She could have booked an afternoon at the spa, or crashed her best friend’s place with a bottle of wine to binge watch a random series on Netflix… But no, for some reason, she had decided…… Continue reading Closet drama…
It was Tom’s first night out, dumpster diving. Victoria had strongly objected, when he had first brought up the idea… ”Who wants to eat trash??” She argued. But them both being out of work gave his plan the advantage. Tom had studied the subject, he sure wasn’t the first one to decide to benefit…… Continue reading Dumpster diving…
She filled her glass to the top… It would have been a sin to let such a fine bottle of Dom Perignon go bad. She brought the flute to her ruby lips, and sipped slowly on the precious nectar. Hmmm, 2008 was a good year. She kicked off her stilettos, and trotted back to…… Continue reading Champagne!
My inspiration is not at its peak lately, to say the least. So yesterday, when I received an email from NYC Midnight, announcing the upcoming 250-word Microfiction Challenge, I thought it might be a good idea to try it out. Brutus participated to NYC Midnight Challenges on many occasions, and got me intrigued about the…… Continue reading Hit me with your best shot!
Cyranny's Cove 