Loved this sentence: "The three-headed man works in the laundromat downstairs, greeting visitors in riddles or proverbs of stranded times, of times unseen. Of a time that was once now."
Oh how wonderful! Your word images fold in on each other, bending my brain in a most welcome way. “What was earthed emerges; what emerges gets earthed.” Thank you for this spell bound walk through your wildly creative mind today.
Hahah, I appreciate you. I don’t really know how to write short stories well. I prefer flash fiction, and the readers can continue the narrative with their imagination afterwards ;D.
Why does this make me think of cake? A confection, that's what it is - a gorgeous, dark phantasy (see what I did there with the ph? 😘) Lovely stuff, my dear. 🖤
Deliciously dreamy prose, Nadia.
Loved this sentence: "The three-headed man works in the laundromat downstairs, greeting visitors in riddles or proverbs of stranded times, of times unseen. Of a time that was once now."
Thank you so much, Alexander! I love that character. Haha.
Hauntingly beautiful! I also love the multimedia. Always a treat to read your voice ☺️💜
Thank you so much Kathleen! I was listening to Silent Hill music while writing and this song somehow fit with the vibe.
Oh how wonderful! Your word images fold in on each other, bending my brain in a most welcome way. “What was earthed emerges; what emerges gets earthed.” Thank you for this spell bound walk through your wildly creative mind today.
Thank you so much, dear Kimberly! I have the three headed man to thank for that. Hahah.
Visitations welcome!
Maybe you’ll get lucky soon ;-)
Beautiful.
Thank you, Brian!
Such a powerful fairy tale, and beautifully written. Thank goodness the girl can dream (I choose to believe she still can).
Thank you so much, Wendy! I want to think she does as well. ❤️
This is amazing!
Thank you, Peter!
Ah man... This one was enchanting. Such a captivating piece of writing.
I’m so delighted to hear that :’)
I mean it. I sometimes avoid short stories on Substack, but I wouldn't have minded if this one just kept going... :)
Hahah, I appreciate you. I don’t really know how to write short stories well. I prefer flash fiction, and the readers can continue the narrative with their imagination afterwards ;D.
Oh, yeah, I guess this was flash fiction. Seems like I'll have to imagine the sequels myself :P
Hahaha. The cool thing about it, little Jamie could stay with her new friends or could go back to her family. You call the shots!
I think she goes back, but then her new friends show up unexpected. And then, next time she is alone, they lead her deeper into their world.
See, I have the whole series planned!
So rich and dreamy, Nadia!
Thank you so much, Priya!
Wow, Nadia, this is a stunning, poetic piece of writing. Haunting, ethereal, beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing.
It's a surreal place in this...so much that has you doing double-takes.
Oooh, I love hearing that!
Beautiful! I love that you’re back to writing.
Thank you so much, Andrei! Very slowly though lol.
That’s sometimes best.
For sure, my friend!
Why does this make me think of cake? A confection, that's what it is - a gorgeous, dark phantasy (see what I did there with the ph? 😘) Lovely stuff, my dear. 🖤
Hahaha. I love that. Thank you, sweet friend. <3
She wasn’t as lonely as she thought, someone was looking for her…
Heh, after all!
Dreamy, gorgeous, moving, poetic. Oh it has it all, Nadia! I just flowed through this one twice. You had me with the subtitle.
Stunning.
I am so heartened and humbled by your wonderful comment, dear Nathan. It means so much to me that it resonated with you and others.
🤗
Your imagery and prose remind me of Kelly Link--so much magical genius here!
Wow, thank you so much, Alisa! 💕