Short Fiction
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Ñ- Añoranza
Un Cuento Cortito. An English translation comes after. All my posts this season are “inspired by” a letter of the alphabet! Añoraba el mar. Añoraba la calma que le envolvía al escuchar las olas besando a las piedrecitas de la orilla. Aquí, todo era calma, hasta el punto del aburrimiento a menudo, y otras veces Continue reading
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Y-Yonder
A very short storyAll my posts this season are “inspired by” a letter of the alphabet! But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. He sighs. Yonder is a stupid word, he thinks. It’s neither here nor there. He chuckles at his poor joke. The teacher Continue reading
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S-Senses
A very short story. All my posts this season are “inspired by” a letter of the alphabet! When she was five she touched a conker. It was smooth in her hand but had dents so she had felt rather sorry for it, abandoned there on the ground. She had picked it up with her grubby Continue reading
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B-Blame it on Me
A very short storyAll my posts this season are “inspired by” a letter of the alphabet! From childhood, her older brother had always blamed her for everything. Her parents were sceptical, given that he was a little older and stronger, but because she loved him so much, he was her older brother after all, teacher, Continue reading
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Cheerio ’til the Autumn!
Summer is nearly upon us. Whether or not you have holidays coming up, Summer is Coming. Probably with Red Walkers rather than white ones. Red from the sun I mean. If that wasn’t clear. And if you haven’t seen Game of Thrones, apologies again. Anyway, that’s unimportant. Moving on. What I did want to say Continue reading
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Debut
A micro story Debut is a micro-story which I wrote in Spanish for a competition with the theme of local trains, in 100 words. Needless to say, I didn’t win. So I thought I’d publish it here, in the original Spanish and translated into English. I hope you like it. Al subir, veo solo piernas Continue reading
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Sunset
A very short story The sun was not shining. There was no soft breeze that caressed a cheek and far from the birds singing, not a sound could be heard coming out of their mouths. They were dead. Somewhere else, the sea seemed angry, infuriated by something inexplicable. No human being walked through the streets. Continue reading
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Tigger
A (very )short story From a very early age, when he still had no hair anywhere on his body, and his voice still sounded like a heavenly angel, he was very clear about what he wanted to do with his life. He was going to be a tiger. But a real tiger. He was not Continue reading
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