Tagged: indie-authors

Upside Down or Completely Married

(short story, written summer 2021/1498 words) When someone asks if I’m in a relationship or not, I always answer: “Of course, I am.” Usually, as a sign of acceptance, the person pats me on the shoulder with the following question: “So, how is it?” “It’s demanding,” I sigh. My understanding interlocutor winks and coughs, or sometimes an unexpected alien laugh escapes his mouth. At this moment, I lower my eyes...

An Unkempt Lawn

Hey there! 😬 ça va? Long time no see 😉 While Ray is preparing a blog post about the time off-line, she decided to post a short story – An Unkempt Lawn (satire, symbolism/written summer 2021). I hope you are fine 💙🔆📚 and see you next week, in March! An Unkempt Lawn  (1546 words)  Mrs. Dawn had a kindhearted nature: somewhat naïve, attracted to all things romantic, cheerful, and gentle. She...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 24 Alphonso Beard or How to Become a Leader  Someone shook my hand – calmly and methodically – as if testing my reaction to the surrounding reality, which was so indescribably sad in the previous days that, finally, I was ready to surrender and accept the tragic fate that foreshadowed my “miserable” future in the Warrior Farm. I grabbed the arm of the new guest with my trembling hands. When...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 22 Evolution of Marriage /absurdist comedy/  Nothing is more terrifying than the sudden and unpredictable change, especially the loss of freedom. That’s why we are so frightened by marriage.  Everything around me went black for a moment. The pores all over my body – disturbed, spongy, sieve-like – gave a strange, long, quite loud noise when a six-foot rubber hose was taken out from the right sleeve of Ms....

Literature – with or without ‘writing style’

#guestpost written by Laolu Ogundele  “So, what’s your style”? Someone once asked me in the middle of a neighborhood writers meetup I attended a decade or so ago. “Straight jeans, dark-colored zip hoodies, and basketball shoes…” I began, but my voice trailed off as I noticed a couple of people try hard and fail to stifle a laugh. “I mean writing style,” the original asker graciously clarified. “Oh, my bad....

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 15 Miss Sedative & Co /absurdist comedy/   The four of us were sitting outside on the pool terrace, with a mojito in hand, desperately trying to find a common topic for conversation.  “Arcadio, where did you learn to create such a high wave of sexual latitudes? It was quite incredible,” Martha asked, testing my reaction or perhaps out of idle curiosity.  “Just following the wind, sweetheart,” he grinned. ...

Epistolary novel – is it dead or alive?

#guestpost written by Laolu Ogundele The act of writing itself is like an act of love. There is contact. There is exchange too. We no longer know whether the words come out of the ink onto the page, or whether they emerge from the page itself where they were sleeping, the ink merely giving them color. Georges Rodenbach Some of my best middle school memories involve passing secret notes to...

XXI century: in search of Utopia

I abhor the idea of a perfect world. It would bore me to tears. Shelby Foote Imagine you walk into your friend’s apartment on a dark, cloudy evening – head bowed and hands trembling. You sigh softly and say, “Friend, I have some good news and some bad news. Which would you like to hear first?” Now, people have their different ways of approaching this kind of question. To most people,...