You are directed to fulfill your quota without sentimentality, processing all inmates. Do not query why we relocated the four-year-old girl.
Kenneth Schneyer‘s work appears in Niteblade, Flashshot and Nature Physics. He will attend Clarion 2009.
A kiss won’t make us married, she said. Just a kiss, she said. He strokes his ring. 20 years later, hers are still the only lips he’s known.
J.S. Graustein exists in California but lives in her English dreams. You can visit her @jsgraustein & http://folded.wordpress.com.
Six pets, six small plots. “At least she finds comfort in these burials,” dad says to mom. She smiles at them through her perfect tears.
Lee Ann Kalwat (@maystone) lives in rural Ontario with her melded family, many cats, and a herd of suri alpacas.
Everyone runs to the plane but me. I get the last seat (middle of 5), crush men’s bags on my way. I’m white & female. They glare.
I have to pee. Again. I think—Sahara. No use. I climb over knee high carry-on bundles while their owners slap me. Curse me.
Lock myself in & pee. Cry. I lean on the bulkhead, drink in this freedom from my status as tubabu & sleep. Steward kicks me out.
We’re given customs forms. I write. They stare. One hands me his with “s’il vous plait?” They stare. I nod & write. They smile.
J.S. Graustein (@jsgraustein) is the editor of PicFic (@picfic)
My son is not here. I thought that he’d forgive me. The eulogy falters as the cold, shadow breath of my regrets fill the lonely church.
Deborah Walker can often be found in the British Museum nicking ideas from ancient cultures.
His parents had told him never to talk to strangers, so he and the man walked together in silence. The woods were very dark.
Steve Calvert is a writer from the UK. His website can be found at http://www.steve-calvert.co.uk
Osama was found between the jaws of the last dinosaur, martyred in seeking to discredit Evolution. They stared, then built TimeMachine No 2.
Meika Loofs Samorzewski (@meika) no longer writes for humans and lives in Tasmania.
She does not care for terrorists or anti-terrorists. She searches the rubble in Basra for fingers, toes, pieces of her missing son.
Tanaz Bhathena is a Toronto-based freelance writer. She is currently working on a collection of short stories.
After nearly two months of submissions and over a month of wonderful short (short short) stories, Nanoism is having its first-ever contest.
Despite all of the excellent entries and buzz surrounding Robert Swartwood’s “Hint Fiction” Contest, I am certain much more nanofiction has been and needs to be written. But there is one small difference between the nanofiction we publish and other types of micro and hint fiction: we don’t use words here, we use characters—140 of them, to be exact.
What: Nanofiction up to 140 characters, including spaces. Every contest submission will be considered for publication in Nanoism. Reprints are fine, as always, just say so in the submission.
How: Submit up to five (5!) pieces in the body of an email with your bio (see submission guidelines). The email subject should be “Nanoism Contest Submission.” Send your entry to editor [at] nanoism [dot] net. The contest runs for three weeks from May 14 until Friday June 5 at 11:59pm.
Prizes (paid via paypal):
I’m looking to be blown away by the number and quality of the entries. Share this on twitter, your blog, anywhere. Get the word out—I know nanofiction brings smiles to a lot of faces. If you’re on Twitter, follow @Nanoism for some excellent bits of fiction that you can read in a matter of seconds.
Chaotic bookshelves are multiplied by mirrors. Impossible as it seems, he picks the right novel in Babel. Now all he has to do is reach it.
Ludimila Hashimoto’s translations into Portuguese include Alan Moore’s Voice of the Fire and Terry Pratchett’s Discworld novels.