At First Sight


I am not a believer of love-at-first-sight BS. Lust, perhaps.

How can you love someone you just met?

But stranger things have happened, I am told. Cynics have been converted into believers, and then reconverted into cynics.

Or maybe, I am just sick of writing sad stories.

My short short, “Dance Off” (in One Forty Ficton), was written in a moment of weakness. My first ever attempt at happy endings. Read it here.

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