Fiction

Ice

He drank alone. It couldn’t be helped anymore. “This sad sap’s empty,” he muttered as he put his glass down on the table. The ice clinked, and he for a moment remembered a happier time, when the clinking was on champagne glasses, and a gorgeous woman stood next to him. But she was gone. They … Continue reading

Fiction

Cobalt Blue Dust

Written for the Weekly Writing Challenge. This week’s challenge is a story that is 50 words long. Surprisingly, I didn’t have to edit it much. It was a fun exercise though, and something I might try again in the future. Here is my entry:   The chipped paint on my fingertips is all I have … Continue reading