New Story Up at The Good Men Project’s Weekend Fiction
Good Sunday morning, everyone! I’ve got a new story just up in The Weekend Fiction section over at The Good Men Project (thank, Matt Salesses!) It’s a story about being lonely, being different, trying to make sense of the world through the only materials available to you: dreams and stories and hopes and myths. A new kind of fictional science. Here’s a bit of it:
You unwrap your cheese sandwiches slowly, eat them bite by bite, each bite chewed 11 times. 11 is your lucky number. Though you’ve never won anything in your life, you believe in luck completely. You carry a rabbit’s foot on your keychain, cross your toes inside your tennis shoes, wear red on prime number days. You blow on your eight-sided dice. You confuse luck with hope, of course, in the helpless way you have of getting anything that really matters wrong.
Enjoy! And happy rest-of-the-weekend.