I've added another tab to this blog called Short Stories. The idea is to post an occasional short story on my Haart Writes blog, linked via the tab. I don't know how many I'll post, but no doubt it will depend on how many folk read them. Each time I post a new one, I'll put up a post like this on the main blog.
The first is called Mr Mifsud. It's set in Malta where I was born and is the first story in a collection of shorts of the same name published on Amazon's Kindle.
4 comments:
Not bad. I felt the start was a bit twisty and then straightened out nicely. But I failed to grasp the significance of the house, a bit dim I guess.
Roger - many thanks for the comment, they are seriously difficult to come by and it all helps.
There's no significance to the house. I tend to leave open-ended bits hanging around because I feel, rightly or wrongly, that many folk like to come to their own conclusions rather than have it all neat and tidy.
Nice one - even by your standards of dry wit, this story is on a Saharan scale.
Incidentally, I'm still laughing over the paternal wind-up over a drink in 'Green Bread' - where (or whom) on earth did the inspiration for that come from?
Mac - thanks, glad you enjoyed it.
As for the paternal wind-up :-
Humour is reason gone mad.
Groucho Marx
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