This story was originally written for a competition based on the theme “Dreams”. You can see a timelapse of the painting I made for it on my Youtube channel here.
The first customers of the day were two children, pointing to the rainbow fish swimming in the bucket, saying it’s from a dream they had the night before. (more…)
The following is my entry on the theme Childhood for a writing competition. The header photo as a painting I did especially for this article: it’s Peter Pan’s silhouette on a windowsill looking at Big Ben in the night and thinking about the old times when he used to fly in front of it together with the other kids. I also added some glitter in the painting to represent Tinkerbell’s pixie dust – a timelapse video of the painting is on my YouTube channel, here. Anyway, it’s quite a long story but I hope you’ll enjoy it! :) (more…)
“Okay, I’ll tell you what happened. What I remember, anyway. Give me a second to search through my memories…”
This is about the day I lost me.
I’m waiting for my final exam results, the moment I will finally become a cop. (more…)
I took a deep breath and knocked at the door… I had been waiting this moment for a long time now, but I was still racked with nerves thinking what lay ahead. After all, you don’t get to talk about your deepest, most secret desires every day. I slowly entered the dark room – just in time, as the door slammed shut suddenly behind me. The only source of light was radiating from behind a throne, a dark silhouette sitting straight atop it. I immediately bowed in front of the Oracle. (more…)
The following is a story I submitted for a Baltimore Reviews fiction contest, based on the theme “Games”. Enjoy! :)
Date: First of June 2127
This is the day I finally see him, at the summer fair. (more…)
I could sense he wanted to say something by the way he was looking at me, eyes wide open. But I waited patiently, brushing his hair with my fingers, until he gathered his strength. “Why… Lift?” I smiled with melancholy when memories started flowing through. There were so many of them, still fresh like it had happened yesterday… “Well, where should I start? You know most of the story, I could just jump to the conclusion-” (more…)
This is my submission for The Creative Competitor, themed “No Way Out”. Enjoy! :)
Oh, hello. I guess you expected me here, together again. How do you feel? Ah, never mind… I can sense your tensed muscles and sudden movements, although you’re trying to hide it. We know what that means, right? We’ve learned it once. You don’t like me. (more…)
The following is a 1000 words story written for a contest (1000 Word Challenge) last month. The theme was “29”, which was definitely a challenge since any topic could fit under it, but after a couple drafts I managed to finish a version I really liked. It also looks like the jury was impressed as well with my originality: they decided to mention my name although I haven’t won anything – which was good enough for me. :) Enjoy reading! (more…)
She looks at people, trying to imitate them. But they wear shorts while she has gloves.
In April back home there’s a tulip festival, and colours, warm colours, just like the weather. And happiness. Here, she takes photos of tall buildings, grey sky and crowded underground stations. Everything is grey, the weather, even the people dress in pale colours. But that’s fine, she can get used to that, right? (more…)
He looked around, preparing himself. The room was as silent as always, even more silent now that the large windows had been closed. You could no longer hear the cars and the buzzing of the traffic lights. The calm before the storm. Now the only intruder to break the silence was the massive, wooden clock that sat behind them, ticking away. He closed his eyes, listening to seconds pass, matching his own heart rhythm: boom, boom, boom… (more…)
I decided to buy a horseradish and a bunch of violets to give my day some taste and colour. The funny thing about both the horseradish and violets is that they aren’t easy to define. You could think about the colour violet that’s actually a mixture of red and blue, two states of a soul that are contrary in such a way that the final result can’t be explained in an easy way. (more…)
She always could barely wait for the first day of each month, as it was the day when donations came in. When she could finally catch a glimpse of what the normal people were wearing or using – not that she wasn’t normal, of course, but it was hard for a girl that lived in an orphanage to own all those amazing items in any other way. This time, she was hoping for a purse – and yes, there it was, right at the bottom of the sack. A brown purse with many pockets, including a little zipped one, so little you could perhaps think it was fake… (more…)
Should I open this envelope with no name on it? ‘Cuz my address is here… Maybe I can find a clue inside about who it is addressed to. Let’s see.
Hopefully it’s the right time now… I’m glad you’re fine and everything is settled now in your life ‘cuz, as you know, things aren’t too good here… Congrats for everything that you’ve done – see, it wasn’t as hard as I’ve imagined, right?!! It was good that you kept going without looking back. I’m as proud of you as you are of me. (more…)