The Footy Almanac is a magnificent community for reading and writing, and occasionally it runs competitions. It recently held a microfiction event in which twitter stories with a maximum of 280 characters on the theme of the current virus were sought.
It was terrific and the entries were varied and offered compelling insights into the challenges and human responses to our circumstances.
The stories are collected here-
Claire and I were in Europe when this contagion accelerated. In chronological order here’s my three stories.
At the outbreak of the outbreak in a Swedish cottage. Beyond the cold glass are the forest, lake, brisk air, and our sublime late afternoons. We breathe our words to and fro. The cottage is a meniscus, and like migratory atoms, we are within, and then, without.
Our languid breakfast is done. On the table: a carton of milk, muesli, a punnet of berries. Two coffee cups, almost nodding at each other like we might’ve done at a party decades ago, a conspiracy of caffeine. The day stretches its arms. Isolation begins.
The light bends in and falls across us like soft piano notes. A tiny expansive space. This is our morning and evening altar, and here we share the day’s fresh promise and sink into night’s snug entwining. Outside, an earth spins. Inside, it’s our second week.
2 thoughts on “Viral Stories”
These are amazing, Michael! So many phrases and sentences that I loved. “We are within and then without.” “The day stretches its arms.” “Tiny expansive space.” “Night’s snug entwining.” And more! I’d publish all three. Good luck.
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Well, thank you. If these are good writing then it’s because there was excellent motivation.