. Today, the latest 250 words microfiction New York City Midnight Challenge was taking place. Of course, I was in… But it was painful. What the hell is happening with my inspiration?? I spent all day trying to come out with a 250 words long story. I’m glad I did manage to send out my…… Continue reading Awww. Shit.
. Oh, for Christ’s sake! Even made aware of what was going on before getting on site, the foreman’s surprised cry out gave goosebumps to his assistant. That’ll be two bucks for the swear-box, Boss! -he risked joking. Frederik held his breath, hoping he’d get to spend dinner with his wife, instead of on a…… Continue reading Family business…
. I know that I haven’t been prolific in any way lately… It hurts not to have the time, the energy or the natural inspiration I used to have. Still, I work hard to keep The Cove alive, even if I know it would need (and deserve) a lot more mingling around, like in the…… Continue reading Why not another round?
. Anna was perplex… Standing on the apartment’s doorstep, looking for the keys in her purse, she could hear bursts of laughter coming from inside. Tiptoeing, she entered the flat. Are you ok, Sweetie? When Anna had left, just hours earlier, Chrissy was devastated. Her boyfriend of the last five years had broken up after…… Continue reading Break up… – FFFC
. Mahul was running as fast as he could, among the panicking crowd. Helplessness was as thick as the mysterious fog that was invading the poor neighbourhoods. Around him, people screamed and cried, some of them falling to the ground like flies. The young man wished he could stop to help, but he was already…… Continue reading December 3rd, 1984…
. The little boy’s head was resting peacefully on his lap, when Walter closed the book and put it away. Nap time was their special grand-pa to grand-son moment every day, since Walt had moved in the apartment just upstairs from his dear daughter Lilly. She hadn’t agreed at first, perhaps feeling that having her…… Continue reading Thomas… – FFFC
. Staring at the picture, her heart skipped a beat. She vividly remembered the first time she had laid eyes on it. It wasn’t a very long time ago, but now it felt like an eternity. From the start, he had been so very mysterious, and in a way, it was one of the reasons…… Continue reading Skip… – FFFC
. He couldn’t help the eye rolling when he heard the shower water running. She had been in the bathroom for a good hour, and when she turned the tap off, he could imagine Iza sitting in front of her mirror, putting on her wrapped in a towel head. She would soon come out, wearing…… Continue reading Not quite human… – FFFC
. Practice does make perfect… He thought to himself. Sitting on his stool, he knew it was time to take a break. Of course, he still saw imperfections here and there. Some of his brush strokes were a little clumsy, but he had spent so much time in front of the canvas that trying to correct…… Continue reading The one that got away… – FFFC
As you might know, a little while back, I decided to participate to the NYC Midnight Challenge for the first time. I say a little while back, but seen how long the wait to get the results has seemed, I might have sent my story in a decade ago. The wait is over, now. Drumroll please……… Continue reading The results are in…
Cyranny's Cove 