To everyone who read and everyone who commented, thanks for making June a great month.
To the writers, a double thank you.
The first contributor story, Dismissed, is the most viewed story this site has ever had, and rightfully so: it's fantastic.
I'm taking my Wednesday slot to pause and say thanks, and for two more reasons.
One is that my blog, the xeroverse, is two years old, and I'm celebrating by having some guest flash fiction every day this week. I urge you to go on over and check it out, there's some great writing, and some of it by 101 Fiction contributors.
The second is to mention my new book, This is the New Plan. It collects 33 of my best short and flash fictions and is available on Amazon (US & UK).
And in case you missed them, June's 101 word wonders:
Dismissed, by Peter Newman. "I tire of them..."
Reconciliation, by Lily Childs. "I was eternally earth-bound..."
Body-art, by Sandra Davies. "I sat unmoving, hypnotised by the patterns..."
Majordomo, by Dom Camus. "When we met, she smelled of cardamom..."
Footprints, by Miranda Campbell. "Drowning in sound colour..."
Showing posts with label Dom Camus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dom Camus. Show all posts
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Friday, 22 June 2012
Majordomo
By Dom Camus
Sophie, thankyou for finding Astrid for me. She is kind and wise. She reminds me of the summer in Vienna. When we met, she smelled of cardamom. I see her smile when I close my eyes. I plan to invite her to the Imperial Gardens on Valentine's day. We will attend the exhibition. Please book us a table somewhere that emphasises my understated good taste.
Also, please stop calling Astrid now. It is not appropriate. Why did she visit you on Wednesday? I will take you for a software adjustment this weekend.
Sophie? Please pay attention when I instruct you.
Author bio: I make games. Having spent 30-something years exploring fictional worlds, I'm not quite sure I can find my way back.
Sophie, thankyou for finding Astrid for me. She is kind and wise. She reminds me of the summer in Vienna. When we met, she smelled of cardamom. I see her smile when I close my eyes. I plan to invite her to the Imperial Gardens on Valentine's day. We will attend the exhibition. Please book us a table somewhere that emphasises my understated good taste.
Also, please stop calling Astrid now. It is not appropriate. Why did she visit you on Wednesday? I will take you for a software adjustment this weekend.
Sophie? Please pay attention when I instruct you.
Author bio: I make games. Having spent 30-something years exploring fictional worlds, I'm not quite sure I can find my way back.
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