Remember I told you I wrote this short story but couldn't share it with you until it was published? Well, it was published a few days ago on Wattpad (as part of a Dreams contest thingy), so now I can post it here, as promised. It was the first short story I wrote that I plotted extensively, according to my own formula, and it was a breeze to write it, knowing where I wanted it to end. I think plotting is really becoming me. Or I'm becoming plotting. In any case, I'm loving it. And loving the ease with which I can sit down and write the final thing (whereas before I both loved and dreaded finding my way to the end of the story while writing it).

Sarah said it reminded her of Siren Suicides as well. Only perhaps a more mature rendition of the themes touched upon there. Both trains and water...you tell me. Here it is.

SLEEP WELL, PAPA

A short story by Ksenia Anske