Hannah Moore
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Alex We like the same things, Lexi and me. Similar things. Or rather, we enjoy the same things, but differently. Take shopping. I love those mounds of produce, skins of dimpled orange, crinkled green, shining red, round shapes, rod shapes, cone shapes, I love to imagine the ripeness of the flesh inside as I squeeze an avocado, or how it’s going to feel to slice into that aubergine, how the smell seeping out when I split open the cells of that leek with my knife is going to kick-start my appetite. I love planning out, in my head, what I’m going to do with all that goodness that I see in front of me. It kind of makes me feel alive. Lexi is the same, except she’s got her eye on the shoppers. Me? I’m dreaming of hearty vegetable stew, but Lexi, she’s more about stewing hearts.
By Hannah Moore5 months ago in Fiction
Before the rooster crows. Runner-Up in A Knock at the Door Challenge. Content Warning.
The latch clicked home with a metallic clunk that rippled through the door, into Martha’s fingers and up her arm, shrugging something free around her shoulder blades and returning her, in shattered pieces, to herself. She stood, spine sagging and cheekbones slipping into jowls, and listened for a silence ruined by her own breathing. In her mind’s eye, she saw herself, standing under the electric light, surrounded by the shit she had chosen to prettify plaster and concrete and the tawdry necessity of a hallway from which she was expected to come and go and come and go and come and go in pursuit of some sort of life worth living, and a shrinking nausea slithered through her gut. She slipped off her shoes, dropped her bag to the floor, and went through to the kitchen. Another day down.
By Hannah Moore5 months ago in Fiction
Shameless?
I have criticisms. You'll note the pleural. At the end of August, I joined a local writers group on a trial basis. A "dark fiction" group. I'm not fussy. I'd have given it a whirl if it was romantic fiction, fantasy fiction, historical fiction, erotic fiction, young adult fiction, any kind of fiction. Actually maybe not science fiction. I think I would find myself distressingly bogged down in the research and become frustrated by my failure to invent, for the purpose of a small scene in the opening sequence of my story, a plausible mechanism for teleportation. But this was a "dark fiction" group. I had to write a kind of audition piece and everything. I wasn't really sure where the bounds of dark fiction lie, so I tried to go dark, but nor was I really sure where the bounds of dark fiction lie, so I tried not to go too dark. I'm still not really sure where the bounds of dark fiction lie, but I worry less.
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Writers
