I'm Friday The 13th ★ Alexander Olson

I’m Friday the 13th. 

I’m the baddest of bad luck. Black cats and broken mirrors like left jabs and right straights from Muhammad Ali. 

So what the fuck is going on?

Nothing is working anymore. I can’t hit my spots. Today, I saw children jumping on cracks in the sidewalk with no concern for their mother’s backs. I saw movers drop a mirror, shattering it into bits of self-reflection, and they were more concerned about the cost of the mirror, versus the consequences.

“At least you have the athletes,” Nature says.

Interview ☆ Yorgos KC

Today we’ll be talking with Yorgos KC, one of my favorite people on Twitter. Not only is he a great writer, he has wonderful habit of encouraging others and offering constant moral support for both writers and non-writers alike. I’m happy to have Yorgos here on Wicked Shorts where he’s allowed me to pick his brain about his writing life.

ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔗𝔬 ℌ𝔢𝔵... ( 𝔟𝔶 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔄𝔡𝔩𝔢𝔯)

For a hex with any power, you'll need at least a 3"x 3" sheet of hide. It should be cured and properly treated. It's important to carve your mark into the middle of it. 

The 𝖒𝖞𝖘𝖙è𝖗𝖊𝖘 need to know who's asking. If you'd like to skip the "signing of the hide" part, then the skin should be your own. The next ingredient refers to the length of the hex. I like to use rocks. They last a long time. 

The Host

The host is a nondimensional being (meaning he exists in all eventualities simultaneously). He looks human and they say he's 'nice', (if that's what you were wondering).

If YOU were a nondimensional being, you'd see why he came up with "the game". He calls it #tfteotw. Tales From The End Of The World. It's basically the only way he communicates with us (humans) anymore.

I think boredom made him do it.
After a few thousand years, it gets to the best of us, even The Host. I heard that's how he got his moniker, well, our 'human' name for him.

Empress Of The Void

A 12 Tweet Post I did for "Tales From The End Of The World" aka #tfteotw hosted by Marc Tizura.

1. People talked about what they were, but we never knew. Days would pass; months-- years even, and nothing fresh would emerge. Just the same old story. They'd find us, off-guard and ask to be let in.

2. We'd always say no. Of course we'd say that, because, who would invite a demon into their home or car? Then I met B, and had my answer before I knew the question.

3. A kindhearted woman if ever there was one. Sweet, beautiful and unwilling to watch another living thing suffer. That was her downfall; and mine too. Or so I thought.

Wake Me Please ★ Arthur Macabe

Something wakes me.

I’m still half asleep, in that strange place between fully awake and passed out. I think about moving my body, but I’m too comfortable; my limbs wouldn’t move if I tried.

Laying on my side, I see my wife sleeping next to me, her back facing me. I sigh, thinking about how lucky I am to be with her, sharing this wonderful life with– 

WOOF!

A dog barks. That’s what woke me.

#52Weeks52Stories ★ Hollie Hausenfluck

My friend, Hollie Hausenfluck, recently posted the following on her blog about the new hashtag game on Twitter we are hosting together (#52Weeks52Stories):

I've quoted her blog post below to make sure I have all the facts right (wink).

"Many of you may be seeing my tweets about #52weeks52stories and wonder what the heck I'm talking about. Here's some more information on how it works and what it is.

What is #52weeks52stories?

#52weeks52stories is a challenge for writers of all genres to write 52 short stories in 52 weeks.

Why should I participate?

The goal of #52weeks52stories is to help writers improve their skills, make new connections, and most important, have fun.

How does it work?

The format is pretty flexible. I don't want to impose a lot of rules or restrictions, because this is supposed to be for fun. The basic idea is to start a short story on Monday. Revise on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. And on Saturday, swap final stories with your partner.