The world in 50 words
18H57 - jeudi 6 novembre 2014

The Fall

 

He’d ruled with a fist for thirty years. Then streets filled with shouting faces. He fled. In silence, he sips an aperitif on a palm-fringed terrace. The waiter with cheek requests payment. “Do you know who I am?” the man demands. The waiter shrugs. “I won’t , if you don’t.”

Novembre 6, 2014

Author and playwright

PARIS 7/1

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

Seed

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

Cuba, December 2014

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

Child Soldiers

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

Hindsight

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...

Reunion…

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

« Le Suicide français » ?

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

Morocco Dance

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt

It’s raining again

“Ah, mother,” he said downcast, “two months ago, at the protests in Hong Kong, Mei and I overnighted in a sleeping-bag and now she’s expecting.”  His mother smiled warmly.  “Ah, my child,…

Ants

The world in 50 words is a maverick, a flash saga, a fugitive amongst forms, but when light breaks, the face is clear. The intrigue of a short story, the seed of a novel, the taste of poetry, the pimento of haiku – There … think that...
Will van der Walt