Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Serial Fiction Novel The Baker nodded agreeably and proceeded to capture his companion with his fair wit. ‘The only thing I have ever loved is a metaphor, a graphic image of otherwise unexplainable feeling.’...
Serial Fiction Novel ‘It took me a year so far to build these twenty-eight steps. It will take me another twenty years to reach the top.’ He smiled. ‘That is a lifetime work.’ The...
Serial Fiction Novel ‘I will not piss on top of the potatoes.’ He smiled ‘I certainly hope so.’ He grinned, chewing on a piece of dried meat. ‘Only the goal matters. Focus on the...
Serial Fiction Novel It seemed that all he needed was a little smoke to balance his mind and channel its energy. His heart and mind’s eye were guiding him without his social self as...
Serial Fiction Novel Like the Old Masters depicting fictitious scenes, he also had a contemporary literary source. A giant boulder against a tiny rabbit, he thought. Fighting to death among giant watermelons! He smiled walking...
Serial Novel The Baker woke up with keen senses ready to splash his mind on the canvas. He immediately penciled down the lengthy colorful dream he had before it faded away. It was something...
Serial Fiction ‘This place is like a niche in the wall from where you have a perfect perspective of the plastic world and can judge one way.’ Said Suppe. ‘I don’t think so!’ Said...
Serial Fiction They walked out of the cellar and the house and went on the Main Goat path. They could see a gathering not far, a bonfire, a guitarist playing and the merry voices of...
Serial Fiction ‘I see that my singular account has moved you or is it the wine. Perhaps both! So it happens that I have a little bit of private business to attend to and...
Serial Fiction ‘‘I see you are skeptic about what’s in front of you. You have the right to be. Allow me to explain! These are the three African mammals that I have been studying...
Serial Fiction ‘I was beginning to think that my host must be aware of my presence by now when the breathing of a second set of lungs became evident to me. Naturally, I turned...
Serial Fiction ‘In the late afternoon of the seventh day my senses were keen. I had followed every instruction and kept at the right pace so the result should have been evident by then....
