stories

Mini Saga n.17 — Presence Unknown

Mini Saga n.17 — Presence Unknown

by tm · Mar 11, 2016

One day here, the other, gone.

The only thing left was that menacing message.

You never knew when your turn might come. If ever.

When it finally happened, it wasn’t as I expected.

I went looking around, expecting to find familiar faces, but couldn’t find any.

Still, it’s early days.

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by an image, other times they are the inspiration for photos, which I take to complement the stories.

Mini Saga n.16 — Shadow’s Selfies

Mini Saga n.16 — Shadow’s Selfies

by tm · Aug 18, 2015

In the midday sun, Shadow took another shot. It was the best time of day.

Another one and the series would be complete.

She checked the image on the screen. It looked nothing like her.

Had she changed that much?

Or had they found a way to infiltrate her photos?

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.

Mini Saga n.15 — Lunch in the Park

Mini Saga n.15 — Lunch in the Park

by tm · Jul 7, 2015

My bag is filled with fallen leaves.

I pick them one by one, and place them on the kitchen table. Six are green, four yellow. Two in between.

At dinner time they are joined by two cherries, a few crumbs.

In the morning they drown in a puddle of coffee.

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.

Mini Saga n.12 — 23:23

Mini Saga n.12 — 23:23

by tm · Jan 23, 2015

23:23, I knock at the door. The instructions were clear.

I knock again, this time it opens, I step inside. No sound, just the clicking of my heels on the hard floor.

Hundreds of candles burning, a mattress on the floor, a sleeping shape. I get close.

It’s me.

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.

Mini Saga n.11 — Spare Parts

Mini Saga n.11 — Spare Parts

by tm · Jan 7, 2015

On a foggy morning, while walking through the old town, I came upon a strange shop.

Filled with curiosity, I peaked through the glass door.

Inside two men, busy at work. One held a body-less head, the other, a leg.

When they finally looked up, I screamed and ran.

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.

Mini Saga n.6 – The Bride

Mini Saga n.6 – The Bride

by tm · Jul 22, 2014

I was surrounded as soon as I reached the corner. The dress gave me away.

I had climbed down the ladder placed outside my window and torn the delicate lace in the process. Now I had some explaining to do.

Instead I struck a pose and smile for the cameras.

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.

Mini Saga no. 5 – The Sleeping Wall

Mini Saga no. 5 – The Sleeping Wall

by tm · Jul 6, 2014

The wall asked me the question – which with all the creepers was hard to understand.

I spoke the formula and the vines slowly untangled to reveal three faces, eyelids softly closed in a peaceful expression.

Finally, one of them opened its eyes with a smile and let me in.

Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.