Blanche’s cat was missing. After many fruitless searches, Blanche gave up, resigned. She wept. Some days later, she received an anonymous note: Your cat eats tasty fish. If you want to see it again, put on your red dress and fancy hat and come Saturday evening to the beach. This week I'm republishing some of … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #39

As he had promised, Saturday evening he was under her window with 2 drummers, 4 guitarists, 6 trumpeters, and 8 vocalists. Romantic clamour ensued. All the windows on the street opened, but hers. ‘Keep singing boys!’ he said, undaunted. An hour later, a crone appeared at the window. ‘Wrong address!’ This week I'm republishing some … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #38

Patricia sat under the bridge, writing a love poem. While thinking of a rhyme for ‘orange’, she saw on the surface of the water the reflection of a hatted boy who crossed the bridge. She gazed at it until it faded. Then her bosses called her, and she sighed.