Triangle, by Nemo

Does a shrunken man ever truly know how lucky he is?

I’ve waited for a long time for Nemo to write something again. Years. During the years we “raced” to the finish during NaNoWriMo several times, and he invariably produced a fully edited story shortly afterward, while the abominations I excreted sat on my hard drive, destined to be forgotten (so far, anyway). He’s not only one of my favorite authors, but a respectful, sedate, wonderful person I consider a friend.

So, imagine my surprise and delight when I saw this:

And the story is classic Nemo, with a very easy flow and language. It’s like him. With a rhythm that lulls you the way a soothing voice forwards a completed conversation, but there’s no chance you’ll fall asleep, because the tension of what happens is so very real, so relatable, so it-could-happen-to-me, so oh-wait-it-did-happen-to-me.


Because what Nemo describes crosses our minds, at some point or another. I know it did mine, years ago when I wished I could have two things going on at the same time, with men that were friends. It would have never worked out, but I thought about it quite often during that time period.

This little guy… I shift from thinking he’s an idiot, to realizing he’s just like most any other person that exists in reality. A few lucky people never have doubts about the choices they make in life… and in my world shrunken men have as much a choice about anything as they are allowed to have by the woman that keeps them. But the rest of them think there’s more to be had.

This story could have gone many different ways, including that one of utter loneliness for that tiny man if his girlfriend had not decided to ride out his wave of… wavering. If could have gone badly if Linnea had decided to take him, and dump him again when she got bored, which she invariably would have… probably the following morning.

As it turns out, not one character in Nemo’s story is an idiot. The girlfriend allows him long enough to realize the dream is only a dream, and nothing will ever come of it; he sees this as well, even when the ex admits that he would be the only shrunken man she’d ever want; and the ex, who perceives she’s meaningless to him. Any smart woman knows when she truly makes no difference in a man’s life.

Such a worthy read. Good work, Nemo!

2 thoughts on “Triangle, by Nemo

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    1. It’s my pleasure. I hope you also tell him more of his stories are needed. Quality stories.

      People are out there writing crap. shudders


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