Read my latest flash fiction, The Misbegotten Script. The cat is Caramel who lives on in our memories and the story was started during a Geneva Writers’ Group seminar about script writing. I am fascinated by the idea that writers can lose control of what they write.
Maxim flung the script across the room where it hit the wall with a satisfying thud and broke apart, showering papers over his desk and onto the floor. The cat, that had been curled up by his desk, took a lazy swipe at several sheets, then, bored with the game, sought refuge in an armchair, from where it stared at him unblinking. (…) Read on.