With inspiration from Feneon's Novels in Three Lines, I've begun devising my own little "novels." In truth, my stories do tend to run longer than Feneon's--I'm only limited by what I can fit on half of a 3x5 card. I fold the note card to make a little book, and slip the volume into one of Benjamin's shirt pockets.
Shirt Pocket Stories, Volume 1
Pirouette
Cranberry Maine laughed when the branches creaked high above her head. She danced when the elm swayed in a mighty wind. But she fell, limp and pale, her face pressed to the dirt, when the muttering Puppenmeister slashed her tree-tangled strings with a knife.
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