Short Stories

One

I am an avid smoker. When I wake up in the morning, I feel this inexplicable urge to smoke a cigarette. I have to do it. After a good meal, I light myself a cigarette. I can’t drink coffee without two or three cigarettes – as a side dish, I suppose.

So one day I made myself a promise. For every cigarette I smoke I have to write one page of literature. [READ FOR FREE]

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Mr. Nobody

A cliche love story between a writer and the most beautiful woman in the world. [READ FOR FREE]

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Memento Mori

There is only one great tragedy in life. And it happens to all of us. Sooner or later, whether we want it or not, we understand, in our own different way and at our own pace, that we are temporary. We are going to die, it’s our ineffable destiny. There’s nothing more frightening than realizing that one day you are going to die.  After that life feels like an absurd struggle, some kind of stupid mime or insipid play carried on by bad actors. [READ FOR FREE]

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Crossroads

Robert is staggering his way down a dirt road late at night. He’s dazed and confused, he doesn’t know if he’s dreaming or not. He just knows he has to reach the crossroad. [READ FOR FREE]

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29 thoughts on “Short Stories

  1. Just read "Mr. Nobody" and all I can say is Brilliant. I love it when writers forget the fake happy ending everyone else wants. It's reality that counts, the unattractive, wanting a piece of something that exists in someone else's world. I was drawn in, imagination at hand, immediately.

    • Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

      The idea is that I write this sort of… how do I explain it… mundane stories… something like that. Maybe I write this epic story about perfection, art, the artist's desire to become immortal, and then I make something stupid happen to that artist. I find that real life is kind of ironic like that.

      And, yes, I don't really like/write happy endings.

  2. I really enjoyed “One”. Every word in the story seemed so deliberate. The piece was very well-crafted and left me feeling that empty hole that a person gets when he is addicted to something but resists the urge to take it. Thanks for posting it, Christian.

  3. Just read “One” and I can totally relate to it. Sometimes, I even think that my writing muse is hiding somewhere in those cigarette packs….

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