Posts Tagged ‘Little Word Studio’

Do You Read?

Posted by melissa kandel on July 18, 2015 in Fiction | 5 Comments

By Melissa Marni Dixon knew the exact moment when he crossed the county line. The deflated tension, the automatic exhale. Cops in Desperado were slow as the town they rode through on old horses or rusted police cars. Here rock and roll meant windswept stones and lonely tumbleweeds. Here time was a vagrant passerby with […]

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Fly Reimagined

Posted by melissa kandel on July 11, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

Elli, a Sweden-based graphic designer, recently created artwork inspired by my story “Fly.” I’m reposting the story here, along with her amazing illustration because … WOW! FLY By Melissa Marni To be different in the town of Redistuo was to be an outsider, abolished from any place inside the shared opinion of the people and declared […]

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A Terrible Day and A Tree

Posted by melissa kandel on June 15, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

By Melissa Marni From: Henry Littlesworth To: Marcus Trevan Subject: Your Job It’s over. Fax Me Up LLC is closing shop, effective immediately. Funny I should write this to you over email, the very thing that killed my fax business. Well, Amazon killed us, too. Damn devil of a company. People should know better than […]

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To The Birds

Posted by melissa kandel on May 3, 2015 in Fiction | 1 Comment

To the birds To the birds An awakening sorrow To the birds To the birds My soul shall borrow Until little remains Save their troubadour song To the birds To the birds Or To me All along. “It’s a fabricated kind of love,” said Lucie Mayweather to no one. She lit a cigarette and tapped […]

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FLY

Posted by melissa kandel on March 29, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

To be different in the town of Redistuo was to be an outsider, abolished from any place inside the shared opinion of the people and declared unworthy to belong. John was such a shunned man, though his name be plain enough and ambition to contradict small. It was the idea of what he wanted to […]

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INTO THE PAPER-WHITE QUIET

Posted by melissa kandel on March 15, 2015 in Fiction | 1 Comment

There are few things sweeter than Paris at springtime. Nice! Good! Marvelous even! For a first sentence to begin the novel that would eventually become a best-selling work of historical fiction and free Rabbit Beauchamps from her part-time job at Tupperware Alley, this would do just fine. Perhaps better than fine. Its construction was the […]

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THE BLOOMING TOMATO

Posted by melissa kandel on March 11, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

In her seventeen years of life as they had so far been lived, Abigail Fountain came to learn there were exactly four things she absolutely could not stand: 1. Tomato sauce. Because really what was the point of some soupy version of a fine-enough vegetable? Or fruit. Or vegetable. 2. The ambiguous classification of the […]

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THE SECRET DOOR

Posted by melissa kandel on February 26, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

The secret door. Over the mountain, across the wood, behind the waterfall. They had found it. Finally. Now they just needed to open it. But how?  And why? Because some cross-eyed, old man told them they must. Because something in his appearance – skin like crinkled parchment paper wrapped against sharp bone and a nose […]

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NIGHT FLIGHT OF THE SHEEP

Posted by melissa kandel on February 11, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

“ … and, should the symptoms of sleeplessness persist, a patient may attempt any number of psychologically soothing exercises … lulling the mind to a more restful state of being … the most popular and effective of these called ‘counting sheep,’ wherein the patient, with eyes closed, begins enumerating sheep as if the beasts were […]

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A WINTER MISTAKE

Posted by melissa kandel on February 5, 2015 in Fiction | No Comments

Here is the first thing Minerva Griffin thought when she stepped on the train at Koblenz Central Railway Station: This is a mistake. Here’s why: Insider her cream-leather satchel – unlocked and locked six times this morning to be sure – was a velvet pouch filled with enough diamonds to buy the island of Silda […]

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