The weather has been getting colder the past month, which means that that wonderful time of year has arrived where I can start wearing comfy jumpers again. This year, accompanied by the lambswool scarf that I bought in Scotland. I am also happy to say that I have finally managed to get hold of a drill that is powerful enough to get through my bunker walls, so that I could hang up some curtains. Anyway, these major life events aside, I would like to use this post to talk about two short stories.
In one of my previous Musings, I mentioned how I wanted to explore the medium of short stories more. It fascinates me how they can offer the writer an opportunity to explore a single idea, without all the baggage that comes with writing a full-length novel. Because of their limited length, this text type also lends itself much more to experimentation. While my efforts to write another short story after the horror story I wrote a few months ago have stalled for now, mostly because of work and stu…
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