You fell in love with me at first sight. I loved you long before that.
We met at the corner shop: you were unshaven, hungover, your hair still wet from the shower.
I had rehearsed my opening lines, been planning my outfit for thirteen years.
You didn’t stand a chance.
Guy is still waiting for the fame and prosperity promised to him three years ago by a fortune cookie. This is his nineteenth 50-word story.
Today I’m starting a new series of stories, titled “The Letter Opener.” The series will follow Herbert Cralston, an office clerk who sets off on an innocuous errand only to have… things happen to him. No spoilers here! (Not a whole lot of preplanning, either.)
Unlike other Storylines on this site, the chapters will go up on sequential days. Part 1 of the story will be five or six 50-word “chapters” long and then I’ll take a break for some one-offs before continuing with Part 2, and so on.
I’d love to hear some comments as the story develops, and if you have any suggestions or opinions about the direction the story should be taking I’m definitely open to reader input!