Our shared passion for stories will be a factor that saves us, keeping us balanced from isolated thought and not enough personal reflection.
When we lose the plot, stories exist to remind us of the ending.
Kevin keeps chasing Helen, and it takes an accident at a friend’s party to change her mind. Maybe this romance thing isn’t so bad…
Maria has a chance get into a beauty pageant where the host kisses the girls. Her boyfriend hates the idea, but she’s strangely motivated.
Mary loved to dance, and to smile. And finding the chance to thaw a silent new dance partner is a challenge she can’t refuse.
Young Juvid grapples with the apparent pacifism of the Christians going to martyrdom. Understanding only dawns in the sands of the arena.
He had reached the End of the world… and even come back from it. There he had expected to find monsters with torturous tentacles splayed on cliffs, or perhaps bleak beasts of shadow that filled the horizon with occult mists, or perhaps a spiralling hole into heaven’s emptiness. But he didn’t find that.
The greatest tragedy for a teacup is to be poured out. | A short story by that brings purpose to a teacup, and what happens they’re frustrated.