Microfiction
Hermedities
Hermedities knew a great many things—particularly things related to food and how to not become food. He knew that the sky was often blue, the water clear unless it stormed, his slime-coated skin was brown and the lily pads green—at least until they died; though he may not have called the colours such things, nor named his home this way.
By Obsidian Words3 years ago in Fiction
125 Happy Endings —Quasquicentennial
A buck-and-a-quarter into the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge, #125, my quasquicentennial! And as this story goes... Quisque was a storyteller always in search of a happy ending. He was a talented and educated raconteur, but everything he wrote he limited to exactly 125 words. He was a neurotic.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Munson's Microfiction: My Tears Need A Minute. Top Story - May 2024.
A New Unofficial Challenge Has Arrived 🥳 I'm thrilled to announce my first unofficial challenge sponsorship via Vocal! As of yesterday, 2 May 2024, my Vocal catalogue proudly contains 150 pieces. For me, that's an unimaginable milestone. I've penned 118 pieces since 7 February 2024, and in large part other Vocal writers have encouraged and supported me into posting all sorts of writing, from poetry to horror to fae tales to confessions. The ride so far has been breathtaking!
By Christy Munson3 years ago in Fiction
Storm Valley
Just a walk. A few steps here and a few steps there. Trying to get from point A to point B. There is always a destination for travelers; Pioneers, Son. We are pioneers and we are the unsettled. We are the children who cannot sit still, and are labeled a disease. Many fights are in your future son.
By Zak ONeill3 years ago in Fiction
