A friend pointed me at an anthology being put together of 42-word stories and suggested I give it a go.
Starting The Fire by D.I. Jolly It only takes a moment, a single moment, to totally change your life. Everything you’ve done and plotted and planned and been proud of, can all change in that single moment. Jack had loved his life, he loved his wife, his children, his career, all of it. It wasn’t…
Seven by D.I. Jolly Bethany sat alone at her desk, sipping tea and impatiently waiting for her dream to fade. It was her least favourite of the ones that reoccurred because it was both the most realistic and the one that took the longest to leave after she woke up. It had started, as far…
He remembered his daughter when she was young staring at him wondering, out loud, how he could just sit there, so still, staring at a book and not getting bored.
They were going to take the tram into the city to have lunch at a fancy restaurant and be fancy ladies who lunch, and then, if she was good, get ice cream. It was going to be the most awesome day ever.
His son’s bright face as he let out another even louder laugh that started as a blast and turned into a helplessly charming bubbling giggle.
After one too many jokes he found he couldn’t get the idea out of his head that people thought he was cruel and it bothered him how angry it made him, which quickly turned into a downward spiral and before he knew it, he could barely take two steps out his door without starting an internal argument with himself about the thoughts of total strangers.
Heritage by D.I. Jolly A prose poem It was 4 years to the day that the letter arrived, four years to the day since the incident where my father, a quiet man with a strange sense of humour apparently lost control. It had often been said that he used to tell himself jokes, because only…
Ben opened and closed his mouth a few times still unable to remember how to speak as his face shifted from bright red to ghost pale and back
On Mondays, everyone’s tired from the weekend, on Friday they’re fed up from work. Wednesday is hump day and Thursday is mini-Friday so I guess the only work people do, or at least the only good work people do is, on Tuesday.