A short fiction story by Nicole des Bouvrie. Can something be good, when you do it for no reason?
It wasn’t easy. Life was never really going to make things easy, was it?
Lara walked among the flowers and felt sad. So many beautiful flowers. So many colours. And every time she thought she had found the most beautiful one, she looked up and found another one that had just that little extra something. How was she ever going to choose?
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“Are you there?” Bob held his head very still, making sure to not make any sound. Even the slightest rush of blood could make him miss their answer.
Bob looked out of the window. Across the street the neighbour woman was watering the plants at her balcony. Again. Not that he was complaining. She was a treat to look at. Long blond hair. Great rack. And lately she had been wearing these tight skirts that left him wondering about more than just how much water those plants actually needed. But still. He’d prefer to have neighbours not looking into his house at all times of the day.
Bob jumped out of his chair. Freaking heavenly father. He was right. “Marcy! It’s happening again!”
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Sometimes you need less than 300 words to sketch a world, an idea, some characters going through something. I love it when that happens.
“I’m sorry my mother yelled at you.”
“It’s okay. I’m a guest, but I can help set the table for dinner.”
Roger looks at his friend. Perhaps he shouldn’t have invited him to his home. His mother had not been herself ever since his grandfather died. But he knew she was mainly upset because of the stories. There would be no more new stories.
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“Jacob, listen. You need to tell me what happened.”
The boy was sitting in a corner, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. He moved back and forth, to a rhythm only noticeable to him.
Richard shook his head. How were they supposed to get any information out of this kid? It wasn’t like they’d just give him some cookies and he’d spill the beans.
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In a world far far away, in a galaxy that doesn’t exist, and in a time that is already forgotten, there was a man…
So I wrote a story today, in response to a 24-hour challenge. The prompt was ‘a robot that falls in love with its owner’. I was talking to someone over in an online writers group I’m part of, and he kind of challenged me to write fantasy. So I thought of the most crazy thing I could think of and wrote a short flash fiction story (of about 500 words).
A story which, I’m happy to report, many people seem to like, as it was awarded special curation. So, if cryptocurrency is real, it will be my best paid piece of writing so far.
You can read the full story here, for free: