That's what the man told me while he was drawing eights with his finger on my left breast. Or maybe they were just dizzy infinity symbols. I asked him where he writes those things that turn into realities. He told me he had a notebook he bought at a yard sale that he kept on his nightstand next to his bed. For example, he told me, my last written wish was to make love to you. And,
voila, here you are. When he went to the bathroom, I took the notebook from the nightstand. In the notebook I found all sorts of drawings of little cars, robots, airplanes and other toys.
(Translated by Andreea Tobă / 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 May 2022, the group has 8,350 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. 
