Microfiction: the end Posted on February 26, 2016July 20, 2016 by inkbiotic The clouds rolled around the sky, raining only dust. Nobody looked up anymore. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...
Thank you very much, although I think the pages of failed attempts might disagree slightly. LikeLike Reply
You seem to be a natural at the microstory!
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Thank you very much, although I think the pages of failed attempts might disagree slightly.
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No, every writer fills pages with practice stories before getting to the gems.
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True, true. And hopefully some more soon…
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Look up (:
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