It was late, I think it was past eleven and I was tired from living another day at its fullest. All that could be heard was the wood crackling in the stove and sometimes the clock from the kitchen, which I would shoot one day. I scarcely put the book open on my knees, Uncle Steinbeck confuses me and sometimes I have to make sure I'm in my time, not his. What a great day. I had danced, loved, smiled at the whole universe. How did it start? I had my coffee. No, before that. Oh, yes, I woke up. I have to do this more often, it's good for me.
(Translated by Diana Stănescu / 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 February 2022, the group has 7,950 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
