Posts Tagged ‘short story’
Tom didn’t think he would remember his mother’s smile when he returned. He also didn’t think he would remember that tire swing his father put up. That silly swing is still there, he chuckled with amusement. What a time that had been! It didn’t look like it could still hold weight, but it was there, the branch having grown around the rope.
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I wrote this as an assignment for a creative writing class I took to make me a better preacher… well that was the excuse I gave, I really wanted to learn how to write. I was invited to create a series of stories with similar themes that would be sent out by email, but I only finished a few – most of which I’ll be posting here.
Tommy Tinkermorph was about to have a bad, bad, very bad, very bad day. And he knew it.
He didn’t think it would come. Oh, he knew it would come of course. It wasn’t like he was stupid. He just thought somehow it wouldn’t come to this.
After all, everybody loved him. Well, almost everyone. Everyone that mattered loved him and that was all that mattered.
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This is the almost-true fictionalized account of a couple of years of school I had between Grade 5 and 6. The names have been changed to protect the guilty… I mean innocent. Talking around the table with my kids got me thinking about this story again. It really was the earliest memory I had about someone appreciating my writing.
She came to his office with a bounce in her step. Chin up and shoulders back, a slight smile escaping her professional demeanor.
At her two quick raps to the doorframe he looked up from the desk momentarily puzzled at her cheerfulness as she bounded in.
“Please close the door and sit.” His somberness surprised her.
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“What’s Up” is a flash fiction piece about a character I was developing for a novel.