Pleased to meet you. I imagine shaking hands with an untold number of people, my arm stretched out through the looking glass of my computer screen and into your world and yours and even yours. I… more →
FAST FICTIONS ------------------------------------------------------------ a short-short story everydayrhapsodysinger wrote 5 days ago: In the political jargon those days, the word “intellectual” was an insult. It indicated … more →
Desi Italiana wrote 1 week ago: The day after I returned from Nepal, I went to the local library and got myself a “passport … more →
mike wrote 3 weeks ago: I have been reading of late. A lot. I have been reading a lot of late. And it has been wonderful. Li … more →
sensawunda wrote 1 month ago: I have just finished the seminal work of magic realism, One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel G … more →
ericanaone wrote 1 month ago: Tonight, I am thinking about the boldness of good writing. A while back, I promised a post on other … more →
Clownscape wrote 1 month ago: He found her in one of his own dreams, dreaming about him finding her, in that solitary, circular dr … more →
seandodson wrote 1 month ago: I was a little dismayed last week when Salman Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children won another … more →
fastfictions wrote 1 month ago: Pleased to meet you. I imagine shaking hands with an untold number of people, my arm stretched … more →
Clownscape wrote 1 month ago: Each of his stones was impossibility. None of them had the property of visibility. They reflected n … more →
Clownscape wrote 1 month ago: Sometimes, in my flashes of forgetting, I couldn’t remember the first time I had slit her ski … more →
andwestofthemoon wrote 2 months ago: One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez Translated from the Spanish by Gregory Rab … more →
fastfictions wrote 2 months ago: Usually, I introduce myself each day with a different identity, saying I’m Osama Bi … more →
fastfictions wrote 2 months ago: I have to come out from under the cover of all the characters I’ve made these past five m … more →
Clownscape wrote 2 months ago: In the end, the wings took her inside herself. She flew right through her own nostrils. The flight, … more →
fastfictions wrote 2 months ago: My name is Finn Harvor and I’m a writer and artist, living in South Korea. The past five m … more →
fastfictions wrote 2 months ago: (for the first part of this story refer to May 27th) “What are you talking about?” … more →
Clownscape wrote 2 months ago: The eye is an abyss. Many who fell in it drowned forever. Many times when the eye blinked the world … more →
fastfictions wrote 2 months ago: Well I know St. Nicholas hasn’t published since 1941 – the year in which Virginia Woolf … more →
peterandthehare wrote 3 months ago: The dust always settles, as they say, upon the floor. when it does, an underpowered speaker plays Sy … more →