Microfiction
Recaffeination. Top Story - November 2023.
A pleasant neighbourhood café, he thought. Nothing about it too pretentious and maybe…just maybe…not too expensive? He looked at the tables and chairs in the dim light. Mid-afternoon, and there was still plenty of space (strange for a Friday?). And the line was not too long at the counter. Three schoolkids – did he know those uniforms – and the usual screenplay writers who would not write a damn thing… He knew the type.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Neospective
Advertising Copy: Here is the newest addition for the modern home: the modern rotary connection device. Arriving at our offices after a long and detailed discussion over form, features and price, we decided that what you really need is a communication device that will not disappear when you most need it; will be available in one specific location in the home; and will be available for generations to come!
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Brisqué
It was a very bad the idea to have a meeting with her after class, but there was still the janitorial staff in the college, and they were sure to pass by the room soon. He looked at the clock over the door and wondered if this would take long. His worst student wanted to talk to him after class; his worst student who also happened to be the one that the guys went all dumb and drooled over.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Bjërks
“Not a fan. No. I first heard her when she was in the Sugarcubes, and I thought that it was kind of cute, but her voice just put me off. Not a fan. I mean there were some fun songs from them at the time. I liked ‘Birthday’ and ‘Delicious Demon’, and there was that last one I heard before I they broke up. I was in school and my boyfriend loved it when we danced at a club to it. And then she went solo. Not a fan… And then she started doing all that dance music. My boyfriend brought home ‘Debut’ and I did not think it was her until I heard that ‘Venus as a Boy’ thing and…he said that he wanted to see other people. And then she put out that video of her dancing in the street. So fake. Not a fan at all. Yeah, I know she had that swan dress and that people thought she was really cool and edgy, but I was just bored. And no, I ain’t going to the show she’s got at that gallery. Still not a fan…
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Glistenade Days
I awoke before dawn, as was my habit. Rising slowly, I shuffled to the window and drew back the curtains. The world outside was dark and still. Stars twinkled faintly in the night sky. A sliver of moon cast a pale glow over the silent street below.
By Anne Pedersen2 years ago in Fiction
A Cry for Help
Paul, I spotted your poster stapled to a tree and feel I must respond. You and I share a bond that most people will never understand. You have lost your favorite black T-shirt, and I have lost my pants. They are not just any pair of pants. My pants are made from the best corduroy money can buy. They give off a rubbing sound when I walk. This vip-vip sound makes me the center of attention wherever I go. People stop and scan the area in search of this unique sound. I can see a look of recognition form across their faces as I pass by them. Oh, that’s where the sound is coming from, is what they’re thinking.
By Mark Gagnon2 years ago in Fiction
Paracusia
This story is part of the Vocal + Assist on Facebook Unreliable Narrator Challenge. You can learn more about it here: I think there is a killer in my building. I never go out alone, anymore. Not with everything that’s happening. With all that’s happening, my fear is high all the way out and all the way home, but the chatter keeps up and keeps me going.
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Fiction
Ethereal Light
Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there was a magical forest. It was a place where animals spoke and trees glowed with an ethereal light. In the heart of the forest lived a kind and gentle princess named Elara, who loved to roam the woods and make friends with all the creatures who lived there.
By Feathermoon 2 years ago in Fiction
