Assorted Tales

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

These are a collection of micro-fiction.

Bookshelf

I am an avid collector of books. I would love to spend money on them lavishly. Every day I gaze at them with wondrous splendor. There are modern classics, books on philosophy and postmodernism, and also poetry. There are also autobiographies. Some books are stout, others are feverishly thin. Every day, I think of expanding the volume of books I have but lack of money does not permit me to do so. I have classified book readers into three types: they are gluttons, gourmets, and connoisseurs. Gluttons are those who read pulp for the purpose of general entertainment. Gourmets are those who read a wide spread of genres but have no reflection on them. And connoisseurs are those who read books and delve into interpretations.

Windfall

For years, I have been taking lotteries. But luck’s charm has not yielded to me. Yes, I have been able to win a measly sum of not more than 100$. Of recent, I am not able to win any prize. Yes, I need money for publishing my book, since I am a newcomer in the field. I hope my Fairy God Mother stretches forth her magic wand to strike me with large windfall gains.

Chicken

My mother has bought 4 chickens. They are so tame that you can touch and pet them. I am always in wonder about nature’s instinct they have. Their pen is a little high about 5 meters from the ground. When the time is 6:40 PM, they enter their pen without fussing or complaint. None need to show them to do it. Nature has gifted them with an uncanny ability to locate their homes with ease.

Dependence

My mother and my wife run a small school. I feel exasperated as I have to depend on them for my financial needs. Each day, they give me a minute sum of 3 dollars and that’s only enough to buy cigarettes and one lottery ticket. If I threaten them, they threaten me to put me in an asylum. How I wish to have an independent job and be separated from them.

 

 


Submitted: February 18, 2021

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