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Category Archives: Sweet dreams and nightmares
A few seconds in the mind of Cinzia
Should definitely get rid of the bird shit on the roof. Black really shows it. Probably some pigeon. But I always park here, and usually there’s no bird shit. It’s under a roof after all. But no time now, have … Continue reading
The unknown engineer
On the imaginary tracks of his life And no – this working life is not enough. Sets out to the factory in the morning. Work. Not very exciting. But one does what one must do. Wednesday lunch at a restaurant … Continue reading
Why the Catholic church?
“Why on earth did you drop off a dried-up Christmas tree with some ornaments still in place on the front steps of a Catholic church in April of 1978?” “Well, in an odd way we thought they’d be blessed.” “Blessed?” … Continue reading
You can be damn sure
it’s going to be a slow movie if the hero takes about ten minutes to enter the place, drag his feet across the floor turtle-like and sit down on the sofa sloth-like, eventually putting his mustachioed head in his hands. … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Cinema, Creative writing, Enigma, Film, Flash fiction, Literature, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged art movie, crime, fiction, Film, Flash fiction, hero, microfiction, movies, murder, mystery, sloth, slow, turtle, villain
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For hire
You see, my immense success is all due to that watch – it all started with that watch, which projects just the right image of wealth and manliness. And now I’m the owner of a nice red car, a monkey … Continue reading
Posted in Creative writing, Fun, Life, Literature, Nonsense, Photography, Satire, Sweet dreams and nightmares
Tagged advertising, coaching, enabling success, manliness, money, monkey, satire, success, watch
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Happy ending
That’s what YOU call a happy ending: you plundered our joint bank account, maxed out our credit cards and ran off with the Austrian masseur who looks like Arnold reborn and is twenty-eight years younger than you. While I’m home … Continue reading
A confession. Sort of.
I know it’s not really an excuse, as if I gave a damn anyhow, but one night when my dad had grounded me and both my parents the jerks were out I got fucking drunk while listening to music and … Continue reading
I could definitely like that cutie
“Hey!” A short-haired blonde with freckles and a turned-up nose had come to a stop to let her Labrador or whatever that big black thing was take a dump at my entrance. “Yes?” “Better clean that up!” A mischievous nod … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Flash fiction, Fun, Life, Literature, Nonsense, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged 3WW, dog shit, Flash fiction, humor, Labrador, microfiction, mischievous, nod, obedience
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The target
“Target is crossing street. Following.” “Love that swaying little ass of hers.” “Shut up, Jeremy.” “Wonder what she’s done that we’re going after her.” “Target keeps looking back, seems nervous.” “Reminds me of Diana. Lady Di.” “Don’t need your puerile … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema, Creative writing, Enigma, Film, Flash fiction, Life, Literature, Novel, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged Audi, crime, dialog, Flash fiction, microfiction, mystery, parody, spy story, suspense
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From the memoirs of an addict
… so I found myself taking trains, hopping on buses, taking my car through streets where I knew I’d get stuck in jams to have that extra time I needed for smartphone activity that I could not justify otherwise. – … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Enigma, Flash fiction, Fun, Life, Literature, Nonsense, Satire, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged addict, addiction, buses, humor, memoirs, smartphone, Tommy H., traffic jams, trains
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Out harrowing
I’d been out harrowing since early morning and was happy to see Maisie walking up, carrying a basket. A break was most welcome. I parked the tractor at the edge of the field and climbed down. “Am I happy to … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Flash fiction, Fun, Life, Literature, Nonsense, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged 3WW, agriculture, curvy, dialog, Flash fiction, harrow, harrowing, humor, imperfect, Missouri, sketch
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Nostalgia
Life was so resonant in the Obituary Age at Mount Placid… – James Steerforth (© 2015) Three words – obituary, placid, resonant – from 3WW integrated in a piece of nostalgia that is as fake as nostalgia usually is and … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Enigma, Fun, Life, Literature, Nonsense, Satire, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged 3WW, life, Mount Placid, nostalgia, obituary, resonant, writers on tumblr
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Scathing prediction
“You want to become a photographer of nudes? – With your makeshift equipment and lackadaisical attitude you’ll never get anywhere, I can promise you that.” Said my uncle Said to me when I was sixteen but already more than sure … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Enigma, Flash fiction, Life, Literature, Photography, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged 3WW, Flash fiction, humor, makeshift, nudes, Photography
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Red metal drawer
I was a black politician, and even though I was popular among a lot of people I also had a bunch of enemies. I knew this, and I also knew that it was for the usual reasons of envy, racism, … Continue reading
Having only one shirt with me would pose a problem
There I was among high-powered officials, in Paris no less, and with a three-day program of meetings, gatherings, ceremonies and what not! This evening included listening to Charles de Gaulle’s piano recordings we were to absorb from oblong recording media … Continue reading
When shall we three meet again?
When shall we three meet again? (William Shakespeare, Macbeth) Said Fatal: “Never!” Said Glimmer: “There’s always a glimmer of hope!” Said Impartial: “Whom can we get to vote on this?” – James Steerforth (© 2015) Written around fatal, glimmer and … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Enigma, Flash fiction, Fun, Literature, Nonsense, Sweet dreams and nightmares
Tagged 3WW, fatal, glimmer, impartial, Macbeth, play, Shakespeare, theater, when shall we three meet again
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And still bouncing …
Marie-Claire found the bouncing of Monsieur La Clampe on the elastic deeply amusing. The most satisfactory part of it was that it looked like there would be no end to it – the amplitude of the up-and-down movement did not … Continue reading
Circles are round
“But I said that first!” “Yes, possibly. I don’t recall.” “You damn well know it’s the truth.” “Possibly. But that doesn’t change the fact that it made me famous, not you, and that I’ll always be remembered for saying it.” … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Bland observations, Enigma, Flash fiction, Fun, Life, Nonsense, Satire, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged absurdity, circles are round, fame, glory, grotesque, microfiction, plagiarism, satire
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Steer Forth! 