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A taste of “Oh! Take a shit, read a story” – My Mother on Flash Fiction :

Published June 13, 2017 by Nan Mykel

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On his way to Russia, Ben fell out of the airplane directly on top of Nikita. Ben used to be a writer and Nikita used to be an artist, but the remaining number of barely workable limbs were only enough to make one body.

So, Ben and Nikita sit, stitched together, paralyzed, and in agony. Unable to give up their joy of creating art, they use the money made from suing the airline to pay a small Russian boy named Sasha to write and draw for them based on the pain-medication induced hallucinations they suffer through each day.

Our Challenge: (Began October 17, 2016)

Each day, Ben writes a flash fiction story, sends it to Nikita, he draws a picture based on the story. Our goal is to do this for 365 days. One story, one picture, per day for one year. So far, so good

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