#SixWordStory: Shopping List
Shopping List:
Perfume- Blindfold
- Rope
- Knife
Shopping List:
Perfume- Blindfold
- Rope
- Knife
I tried a different genre and style today. Whoever you are, this story is not for someone else.
Sundays are Alphabet Sambar days and this Sunday brought the kind of sunny weather that I’ve been craving for weeks. I also recovered from a bad acidity/migraine attack the previous day and was feeling positively buoyant. So I took the sunniest colour I could find – orange – and painted…
“Have I changed?” He was older, heavier-set, slightly balder. Success adding an unshakeable tower of confidence to the foundation of arrogance that he had always possessed. She took all of this in before pronouncing her verdict. “You’re Jack, ten years later.” “Better or worse?” Ten years was a long time….
“Remember me? Remember me?” I want to run down the corridor, screaming. And you’ll look at me with disdainful non-recognition. Then, when I stop crestfallen and stumble on the last step, you’ll throw your head back and laugh. My cheeks burning, my eyes stinging and my nose suddenly all water…
Feardom is a world of ghouls, monsters-under-the-bed, aliens & otherworld creatures. They manage freshly dead souls’ passage into Feardom or wherever else they may be bound, with all the expected errors, goof-ups and emergencies. They also run a fear economy, collecting, creating, processing and distributing fear across the living world.
I met a friend-from-digitalia. She addressed a talk called ‘Geographies of the Heart’. It made me reflect on my own journey.