The enticing cover, suggests a life many would covert. The author sees himself the hero, surrounded by losers, assigning blame for his actions, to characters around him. Chapters begin to reveal false memories of what could have been. His life’s work gathers dust. There is nobody left to read it. Who is the loser now?
Flash Fiction - Each Friday, I compose a short story of 55 words - no more, no less. If you would like to join in the fun and games... post your story and report to the boss G-MAN. If you're not interested in contributing a story, feel free to read the other entries. I'm sure any comments you have would be appreciated.
Happy reading and writing!
Once again you show such insight into what was, what is and what will be. Love ya babe xxx
ReplyDeleteShame I thought it was Friday already. LOL!
ReplyDeleteWise words babe xxxx
nice 55...his lifes work gathers dust...a sad line.
ReplyDeletemy 55 is up!
I like the bitter sweet nature of this piece.
ReplyDeleteI’m up right HERE
Karen...
ReplyDeleteA little less Shiroz, and a little more paying attention to the calender???
Thank You Very Much...G
(Loved your 55)
Those who think too highly of themselves usually end up being the only ones who do so.
ReplyDeleteOh, there is nothing worse than not being read. Excellently done.
ReplyDeletethis dear KB is one excellent 55. it resonates truth!!
ReplyDeleteThis is my 55 this week!
[if you decide to stop by, scroll down below my Show n tell, as always, to find my FF55]
Have a glorious weekend.
Indeed, that is the irony of situation!
ReplyDeleteSad, but you know, I think perhaps he had it coming.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
I’m up here.
If you were living in the USA, I would swear you were reading an autobiography of someone elected to Congress.
ReplyDeleteThnak you all for stopping by :)
ReplyDelete"His life's work gathers dust." Love that line.
ReplyDeleteThanks Peter.
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