Stories in eight words

Chris won the author triathlon: write, rewrite, publish.


„Follow your bliss.“ She did. Never reached it.

„Follow your bliss.“ She did. Eventually caught up.

„Follow your bliss.“ She did. Was pleasantly surprised.


What was that sound

The time bomb exploded.


The bomb ticked.

The alarm rang.

Nightmare over.


It is only a game.

Until you lose.


She entered her dark apartment.

“Surprise!” they shouted.


Eight words per story? She loved this game.


“I tried a new recipe.”


“Already ate.”


“New recipe?”

The poison would kill him quickly.


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