As a highly creative person and writer, I am always experimenting with different mediums. For almost twenty years I’ve not only written novels for children and adults, but I’ve also written short stories, a play, part of a screenplay, lots of poetry, as well as experimented with different kinds of characters and voices just like an actor might. (i.e., a Native American boy, a middle-aged school teacher, a Savannah matriarch, a hundred year old African American woman, a 13-year old girl in 1949 Appalachia, etc.)
All this I have done in an effort to develop my chops, so to speak, just like a musician will play all sorts of different music to stretch themselves and develop their technique.
Well, here is one of my weirder experiments. I wrote a flash fiction story (flash fiction is a short story that is 1000 words or less) in the first person voice of a 50 year old male. In the story he has just died, yet he sees the humor in this event. I wrote it in the middle of the night a few years ago. Perhaps it was based on a dream, like some of my stories have been, but if it was I don’t remember it.
Say what? you might ask. I know. It surprises me, too.
This week, the story I’m referring to, entitled The End, is featured on an online literary magazine called Cease, Cows. The lit mag is named for a line from Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s book A Hundred Years of Solitude, where he says, “Cease, cows, life is short.” The by-line of the magazine is “Life is short and so is our fiction.” I was delighted that they wanted to feature this story, and I thought I’d share it with you.
You can go here to read the storyÂ at Cease, Cows Magazine. If you enjoy it or simply want to let me know that I’m a lot stranger than you imagined, feel free to tell me in the comment section. I can take it. After all, life is too short to pretend you’re something you’re not.
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