Alex

A Sneeze with Open Eyes

Everything is a lie. Even the sky being blue is a lie. It’s violet. I read that on the Internet. The problem with lies is they’re easy to tell. Like yesterday, a man claimed he sneezed with open eyes.

The easiest five hundred dollars I’ll make. That was a lie.

“So, you want me to believe you didn’t know the contents of…[Read more]

@Sandra, great story. I enjoyed the specific details which immersed me in the story.  For what it’s worth, I have a copy of Anna Karenina for over 10 years and never finished it.

@Knicks, I enjoyed this prompt.

The Last Resort of the Coward

Of all the days today could be, it had to choose July 28.

Abbie flung the tiger-orange chunks of squash into the rusty stock pot. Her tangled turmoil of hair, too grey for someone so young, squeezed under the itchy hairnet.

She zapped the lemon-scented spray to wrestle the stench of rotten cabbage.  Thank goodness…[Read more]

I really enjoyed all the stories.  Congrats Knicky.  I liked the tension of the characters meeting.

I was immediately pulled into Athelstone’s world and kept there. Loved the last sentence too.

This Isn’t About Elvis

“Number two?” I clutched the edge of the cold table.  “Still?”

“That’s nothing to be scoffed at,” the coward behind the newspaper said. “For fourteen straight weeks too.”

“That makes it worse.”

Gold vinyl records pumped life into the drab wooden wall behind him. Reserved for those who kissed the summit of number one.…[Read more]