“Sadly True”
Suppressing a yawn, Ann walked into the living room to see her husband sitting on the couch furiously tapping away at his phone. “Bob, it’s three in the morning. What are you doing?”
“I’m crafting the perfect tweet to shut up those who disagree with me.”
After a moment, Ann said, “You’re watching porn, aren’t you?”
Glancing up he declared, “No. I’m trying to do something important on Twitter.”
Heading back to bed, Ann said over her shoulder, “You’d achieve more watching porn.”
“Scratch Left”
With a deep, rumbling sigh, Galvhar went to the Flamer site. With several muttered groans, she quickly set up a profile. Then she started searching. But after five minutes, all she had seen were dragonbros posing with their meager hoards or in front of burnt suits of armor.
Uttering a mild curse, she set her phone down and curled up on her own hoard. She would just go by herself to her brother’s elevation to Quintus Ignis, her mother be damned.
The other day I was on one of those get paid to do surveys sites. On these sites they include some questions to make sure you’re being serious. The question I got was what superpower I would like to have and to explain why. I choose immortality because, even if I had the money to travel I won’t live long enough to see 1% of this planet, let alone any of the billions throughout the galaxy. And they didn’t think that was a serious answer.
I started writing a Christmas story that would fit in a toot, but it got a bit long and I ended up just posting it on a blog.
http://oneoveralphasramblings.blogspot.com/2021/12/short-story-christmas-miracle.html
This is a short story I wrote last year on my blog about the "joys" of Christmas music.
http://oneoveralphasramblings.blogspot.com/2020/12/short-story-too-good-to-be-true.html
I'm a writer. Mostly short and mostly scifi, but I dabble in other lengths and genres.