It all started on the back porch of my apartment. An idea for a short story popped into my head as I sat drinking my coffee and browsing the internet. After the story was written I thought, “Would anyone want to read this?”
So, I posted it in order to find out; the experience felt like floating a fictional message in a bottle into the vast ocean of digital content … hoping for the best, expecting nothing … and that’s how little word studio was born.
It’s now a place where I publish anything from tiny tales of insomniac sheep to short stories about talking magical tress and pickpocketing British robbers who backpacked through Northern Japan (don’t ask), or a review of the food and wine fest happening in my town.
What’s next? Well, keep reading to find out.
Until then, I’m yours in little words,