Unpublished fiction
by admin on Jul.25, 2010, under Stefanie S. Hope, Writing
“I don’t know when it started going ‘wrong’,” I said, admiring my nails; they were long and red and made me look, well, sexually addictive. “I don’t think we ever really know; it’s a combination of things. And usually it starts with something annoying and small; trite even.”
My psychologist scribbled away, at times feverishly, as if I was a reincarnation of Descartes and he was trying to retain everything I was saying for the after-world.
“So, what was that one small and annoying thing that he did?” he asked, uncramping his writing hand.
“If it had only been one thing, I may have been able to look past it,” I said, recalling the agony of discontentment. “But we’re talking a laundry list here.”
Excerpt from: “Marriage: Just dial 911 and hope for the best!”
Stefanie S. Hope
July 25th, 2010 on 5:09 pm
Great….curious how it´ll end…