Annus Horribilis
This is enough I thought; with pandemic police brutality, imploding economy and nothing more to binge on Netflix. How can this be worse? I jumped on the next Portapod® for […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
Trickle-down effect
“We just need growth”. my banker sighed, straightening his tie. It was strange talking through Zoom, and I had set up my computer so my dilapidated dwelling didn’t show on […]
The colors of koi
The thunderheads had been building for hours and as the first raindrops hit the windowpane I couldn’t stand it any longer and closed my eyes. Building castles from the bricks […]
Melting
A place reeking of grease and unsettled bills, empty dining room, a snow-covered lawn. It fitted his canceled date. She hadn’t even bothered to text him. Sarah the ice-queen. Simon […]
Preparing for nothing
Astrid had started sleeping with an open window since the curfew started. The city was silent, except for an occasional growl from nocturnal wildlife marking their new territory. Over the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 