A few months ago, the latest issue of the Znak Sagite magazine (that would be No. 20) came out. It consists of a bunch of stories written for a writers workshop. The stories were edited after the workshop, of course.
A story of mine is in it, too. Flash fiction, of course. 😆 I’ve translated it into English, and I’m curious: does it stand on its own, outside of the workshop? What do you think?
The Executive Judge Agrona was going down the escalator to the subway station when she noticed a young man on the moving stairway going up and spraying Agrona on the wall.
She aimed, spilled his brain over the scribble, and called the Cleaning Department to remove the remains of the offender and the mess the criminal made.
I’m busy with translating, busy with my new laptop (I’ll tell you about it and about Ubuntu some other time), so, just a quick one: my story The Grandma opened the October Flash Fiction Fridays at Bibliophilic Blather, the blog of Karen Wojcik Berner. October is the month for horror flash fiction, so, if you’re in the mood for something scary, go read it!
I’d really like to know how to return a bunch of books to the library. And by that, I mean how to return them without taking another bunch. *sigh*
Last week, I went to the library to return 5 books (and when I took those 5, I needed 1 for the work, the rest of them I just couldn’t resist). And I looked at all the books around me, and, of course, I couldn’t just leave the things like that. So I took a book. And another one. And… Ended up with the pile you see on the picture.