Hereβs a little pop of micro-fiction. Hope you like it. More to follow. Remember when we went night swimming...
Tag: creative writing
Tender was the night
Tender was the night.
Gentle was the breeze
That flowed across my skin...
The past is like a warm blanket
The past is a warm blanket wrapped around you: Comfortable, certain, sometimes smothering. The future is a magic carpet: Scary, exhilarating, leading to eternity.
QuickFic: The Aesthetically Beautiful Life Enterprise (Table)
This is another story I submitted to Faber's QuickFic challenge - where each Friday at 9.50am a prompt was posted online so that foolhardy people could try writing a story of 250 words or less, inspired by it. The results of this labour had to be submitted by 2.50pm the same day, not a minute after... Hope this shot of microfiction, prompted by the photograph above, makes you smile π



