The skeletal fluctuation of my soul is estimated on the scale of blue days. I'm always nostalgic for words I haven't spoken. That is why I always laugh heartily at any nonsense that arises in my limited mortal horizon, because I am convinced that I will never equal the hysterical laughter of that electrician who will cut out the light of my confused existence. I do not deliberately suffer from any anxiety, but I am always troubled by the lie in which I live. I live, but it is not my life. I write, but no one reads to be enlightened.
(Translated by Anca Cristina Georgiana Mihai / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited 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 January 2023, the group has 10,220 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. 
