More typewriter stories today as I work on some long-winded thing about princesses and high expectations. Here’s the photo our latest typewriter-story recipient posted:

Anthony’s a high school friend of mine who went on to become a filmmaker. He requested one micro-story for himself and one for his mom, Allison, who fed me lots of snacks while I bummed around at her house all those years ago.
Of course, Allison’s had to have a dog in it.
Allison’s Portal
There once was a little girl named Allison.
Allison had an equally-little dog named Skip. Skip and Allison were always having adventures together: they dug up dinosaur bones in the backyard, and discovered ancient ruins under her mother’s bed (her mom hadn’t thought it was so fun when she found her winter clothes scattered and chewed by the dog). They hiked Mount Everest and flew around the world in a giant slingshot. (more…)





