What inspired you to start writing? – Interviu
Prin 2012, cineva de pe DeviantArt s-a gândit să îmi ia un mic interviu despre relaţia mea cu scrisul. Citindu-l acum, îmi dau seama că o parte dintre lucruri s-au schimbat destul de mult, deşi esenţialul a rămas acelaşi. Ataşez la fiecare răspuns şi comentariul meu din prezent, pentru comparaţie.... Read More | Share it now!
![Zero [Proză scurtă]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/zero-digital-clock-1525639-150x150.jpg)
Zero [Proză scurtă]
My first mistake was thinking you were the absence of value. You proved to me you were the value of absence. I was expecting nothingness. Instead, I found existence.... Read More | Share it now!
![The truth about birds [Short story]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/raven-242670_1920-150x150.jpg)
The truth about birds [Short story]
He showed me a painting of a bird. Swift movements, smooth angles; the essence of aerodynamics. He told me that flying is the act of perfection. He told me how birds are freedom itself. He regarded them as delicate, perishable beings that disappear if touched. To him, birds were the ideal that you can only earn towards, but never reach.... Read More | Share it now!
![Fighting for freedom [Short story]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/708791_370-150x150.jpg)
Fighting for freedom [Short story]
Five years had passed since the Permanent Network Surveillance Law had been voted for; five years in which gradually, about 60% of the users of the internet had abandoned it. First it had come off as a protest – a protest against great corporations trying to amplify their control over mankind. A protest beyond that of simply marching on the street, holding signs asking for justice; a protest of boycotting, of crashing sites of said grand corporations and of refusing their services entirely. But ultimately a protest.... Read More | Share it now!
![Reaching out to you [Short story]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/Boo_by_confused_kitsune-150x150.jpg)
Reaching out to you [Short story]
The day I first approached you was an ordinary day in a long row of ordinary days; but then it was this particular encounter that decided in my head that I was a privileged being; for, as a cat, I could connect with people with much more ease than they could do it among themselves.
At least a month had passed since, upon going to bed as a 30 something year-old man, I suddenly and perplexingly woke up as a member of Felis domesticus. That is to say, I woke up in the body of a cat, while still retaining a human consciousness and ability to discern facts. It had taken me quite some time till I had finally coped with seeing the world in greenish blue tints, hearing every little sound wave as is amplified and, most disturbingly, smelling every ounce of odor of organic and non-organic entities. But even so, beyond my enhanced senses, what truly bothered me were my cat instincts; I had to obey them whether willing or not; yet I couldn’t help but rationalize my behavior and feel ashamed of it from a human perspective.... Read More | Share it now!
![Nothing and nothingness [Short story]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/1206564110914612545johnny_automatic_Land_recreation_symbols_19.svg_.hi_-150x150.png)
Nothing and nothingness [Short story]
They had been promised everything.
They had been promised wealth and freedom and love and warmth and nurture and success and eternal youth and eternal glory and a magic gold fish that could fulfill any wishes and absolutely anything else that their mind in its deepest, most unbalanced state could come up with.
They had been promised everything and anything and so, they had been promised nothing.
Yet they held onto that promise with their every breath, every step, every ounce of their strength.
They held onto it and carried on.
Digging. Day and night. Old and young. Men and women. They had all been brought on this planet to dig and to hope.
But there was nothing to hope for.... Read More | Share it now!
![The last safe place [Short story]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/magpie-481960_1280-150x150.jpg)
The last safe place [Short story]
It was the last safe place on Earth for him.
A brain, an intelligent brain, enclosed in a tiny skull. His head. His head was the safety zone. He kept telling himself that. His brain would never ever betray him. It was his and his alone.
It was his last home, his last sanctuary.... Read More | Share it now!
![Imminent humans [Short story]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/13201710641654896722Cartoon-Beaver.svg_.hi_-150x150.png)
Imminent humans [Short story]
“They’re here! They’re here! The humans are here!”... Read More | Share it now!
![Nebu nebu [Proză scurtă]](https://www.maribranze.ro/maribranze/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/socks8-md-150x150.png)
Nebu nebu [Proză scurtă]
Azi m-am hotărât să devin nebun temporar. Nici nu era mare brânză; tot ce trebuia să fac era să încalc nişte norme convenţionale prestabilite de societate. Nebunia în sine mi-a venit aşa, deodată, în timp ce mă bărbieream; că, adică, în fond de ce trebuia să mă bărbieresc pe ambele părţi? Nu puteam să-mi las faţa asimetrică? Nu-mi interzicea nimeni asta; şi-n acelaşi timp nu mi-ar fi dat voie nimeni.... Read More | Share it now!