Rescued as a young boy from his burning Space City, Asher Dow dreams of one day returning to the Cruiser Lullaby.
Napkin Scribbles: Short stories and Novel extracts by jhmitchell
One weekend, three stories, 2,450 words.
* Image Credit: http://d4n13l3.deviantart.com/art/Only-a-spaceship-196544367
I wouldn’t be surprised if one day I wake up and find that Jasper actually has taken off to the drive-through.
A micro fiction about my experience snorkelling at Noumea.
There is a moment of silence – brief and overshadowed – a hush that falls just before the rumble of noise begins.
A feeling grows in the momentary quiet (which is not quite silence but rather anticipation). There is a noise to anticipation. A hum. A buzz that starts in your feet and builds to your chest, igniting in your soul.
Lights go up, the sound check crackles and a voice cat calls. A single, solitary call. But not for long.
Sometimes it only takes a small irritant to ignite a big explosion.
Yesterday I was married to the most perfect man I could ever have hoped to meet.
Seeing as my wedding is coming up (in two weeks! Help!), I thought I’d share something that I included in my wedding invites. A short little clip about how my hubby-to-be and I met. Chapter...
Things have been a bit hectic lately, so this was all I managed for last week’s aspirations – it’s not complete, but it’s something. Guerrilla The next turn was three kilometres up the road....
Instead, I rather liked this story it as it is. It has a certain melancholy, a bittersweetness that I quite like. It’s not a happy story, not even close, but I do enjoy it and I hope that you will too – even if it makes you sad.