June 5, 2016 at 8:51 pm (Conversations, Sundays, Women Writers, Writing)
Tags: science fiction, short story, Sundays
A sphere is about to descend into the ocean depths, and the two main characters in self’s story-in-progress have this conversation, self knows not why:
We’re going under.
When?
Today.
Just like that.
Yes.
Well, I need a little more time. To select.
You might say this abruptness of language is one of the hallmarks of self’s science fiction. Elena Ferrante, too, writes with a kind of abruptness, but her abruptness is not at all in dialogue.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.
 | anthropologist on Cee’s Midweek Madness Ch… |
| anthropologist on Cellpic Sunday: Jenny |
 | photobyjohnbo on Cellpic Sunday: Jenny |
 | Cee Neuner on Cee’s Midweek Madness Ch… |
A photographer's view of the world - words and images to inspire your travels and your dreams
A look at the stranger side of the greatest city in the world
The blogging challenge keep you motivated and start the new year on the "write" track!
Taking the camera for a walk!!!
life through my lens
Mainly through the lens of a Nikon
welcome to my past, present and future mixed with whatever pops up right now
Fiction Writing
"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference." The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost
capturing memories one moment at a time
The Blog about everything and nothing and it's all done in the best possible taste!
Never get lost in the Sauce
Be One... Make One...
Teaching the art of composition for photography.
Fueling fearlessness through style and inspiration.
My writing and photo journey of inspiration and discovery
Decades of her words.
Observations about my life and the world around me.
fiction, short story, writing, creative content
Yousuf Bawany's Blog
Kanlaon 