Ever since I've been in a certain group, I've had moments when I sit like that, lost, with my eyes blank and a wooden spoon in my hand in front of the stove. When it starts to smell burnt, my man asks me worriedly: but what happened to you today? It smells like fried brain in here. Something with the ocean and its middle. Ah. Well, it says we're shipwrecked here and we don't want to be saved. That we're two lifebuoys holding hands. Two pumpkin pies in that Lidl box. Two drops of dew in a big ocean. Good. You saved me again. That's what I say.
(Translated by Alexandra Gruia / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In April 2021, the group has 5.600 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
