I've thought about commenting in the comments section of
various websites as Edvard Munch. I'd then leave the following
comment; "Aaaaaagggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I recently submitted a flash fiction piece
to a literary website
. In the story, a reference was made to a girl named Shirley. The story was entitled 'Dear Louise.'
I had changed the name in the reference from Louise to Shirley, but I forgot to change the title!
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Here are a few short stories I've enjoyed reading recently.
Theme based story similar to biblical sacrifice with a bereft protagonist.
Sort of Mature Content. A 'blacksheep' of the family has edgy relationships.
Divorced father exercising child visitation rights, seems, in almost every situation, a visitor. ________________________
"Ocean Assistance" by GRSJR
He walked along the shore of the Atlantic. The
young pilgrim's tirade, which had peaked 10 or so minutes earlier, was
about to reach it's end. A mid-afternoon haze was so omnipresent, that
the sky and ocean were merely visual props for the dominating heat and
haze.
He had squinted in the atmosphere and, more importantly,
had scowled at the thought of a new home. He knew the old village would
become nothing but memory. The new village would be nothing but work and
the conquering of chores. What was the point of the last 13 years?
This new land was like starting from scratch.
He picked up a
stone and threw it as far as he could out over the ocean. It sailed
over the calm waves through the oppressive heat and splashed 50 or 60
feet from shore. The release of energy helped his mood but, just like
the splash, there was no lasting effect. Many more splashes would still
not attenuate his resentment, but the scowl would abate, unable to
withstand time and chores, and the resolute, unwavering ocean.
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