Jovan Ivančević

“ What To Eat?” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #100

Three men are approaching the ruins of the fortress very tired. They were walking for hours. Inside they try to find shelter from the harsh winter. They start the fire, without any conversation. It seems that it has been prepared for them; just to ignite it. Everyone sits to his place around it as cold winds are the only thing to be heard, apart from hauling of the wolves.  -“Fetch the wood”, silence is b...

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“Snow Lady” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #77

That fine late autumn day, we were heading to examine and inspect the new railway line which was being built near the city. Actually, the line was old, but the tracks had to be new as 30km maximum speed wouldn’t take anybody anywhere. As I have figured out, you are back at the beginning of your journey or into your bed instead of reaching your destination. “The Chinese and Russians are building it. Come you silly ...

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“Living As Kings” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #72

Looking down from the great fortress under the famous Tower Clock on his home town my “walking manager” was very satisfied as I was chasing various odors around and Paco was following me. I thought this fabulous day and stroll all over this side of the river, my side, would never come. Strangely he didn`t come to walk us for a fortnight. Usually, he came every two or three days, across the river, but no news for so long....

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“The Dark Story” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #64

After the disaster at Balaton Sea, my owner was furious and that wasn’t good for me either. However, I was happy as some turtle that has finally reached its destination, since I was absolutely sure we were heading home. There wasn’t anything else to do. The trailer finished in the sea, I mean lake. Whatever where, it wasn’t drivable anymore. It should be a new home for shells, clams and fish. Instead, we finished in some...

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“Time Capsule” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #62

Again I was rejected by yet another girl. Sitting all alone in my living room with my only friend, who never leaves me, six packs, I turned TV on. I haven’t watched it for some time, since last night. Drinking beer I was changing channels, thinking either I was crazy, can’t hold on any girl or job or everybody else is. Solving this equation requires another beer, or better two. One silly announcement pulls me out of my f...

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“Que Sera Sera” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #59

It was time to change a place of living. For too long we were stuck at the same one. The days turned into weeks, those in months, and many months in even more months, during pandemic. It is all over now as we can breathe normally and travel some. I was very enthusiastic about the brand new caravan and my first trip abroad. Farewell to everybody, this was my time to check new places, discover new lands and possibly, hunt ...

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“Elevator, Spain and Oranges” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #58

Electricity cuts were scheduled until further notice. Franz was furious, listening to the news bulletin. If they haven’t anything positive to report, they shouldn’t cast any program, he was thinking to himself and at the same time trying to figure out how to finish necessary arrangements for tonight’s party. It is his birthday and no matter what, it is gonna be a fun evening. He secured some basement, loads of drinks and...

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“Dressed To Rule” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #57

Caesar was furious. Others around this magnificent, large and exceptional table tried to calm him down. Without any success, as usual. “Giving my name, my name of divine origin, sharing my dignitas[1], my dignitas of Roman origin to dogs, four-legged little silly shit-whenever-I-can dogs. This is disgrace, this is blasphemy, this is…...

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“The Will of Its Own” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #55

“Can you keep a secret? I will tell you as it has happened. I just took it, not giving a damn if anybody saw me. Actors often take stuff from the set. One ring more, less. One could say I was obliged to do so. I won’t say anything silly like that. I acquire it; it wasn’t my finest hour. Walking away I got a sudden urge to try it, you know, to check if all things about that little thing were remotely true. I will confess ...

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“Mature But Not So student” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #54

I am back after thousands of years. Actually not really that much, but after a long period in time. That is important. I was here during the reign of the Presidents Roosevelt Theodore or Franklin. I am not sure. Let me think of it for a while. I was at my prime in those days, when President Teddy led America to greatness and I was in my classroom in those days, when President Franklin had to revi...

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“All By Myself” by Jovan Ivančević

The journey wasn’t finished, but it didn’t start yet. I was to board some dubious plane and head east. Houston was just a dream, Russian spacedrome should be the venue. The scientist who accompanied and prepared me, promptly and abruptly corrected my inadequate Earthly language into proper for space traveler; instead of the journey I ought to say the project, instead of spacedrome, of course, cosmodrome. Also my Russian ...

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“Forest Treehouse” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #50

Lovely afternoon in the woods. Small animals are gathering around. „Let`s play some game“, one shrieky voice among many wants to be heard. There is a debate - what kind of game, asking for definition of game by another lonely voice; chasing, fighting or hide and seek, to which they are very custom, especially when wolves or wolverine visit their patch of forest. Black bird chirping involves her in the con...

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“Milo” by Jovan Ivančević

Submitted to Contest #49

He was late again, more than any human is capable. Half an hour waiting on bus station, with few of them passed by. Finally, his smiling face gets out of the last door, pointing to the watch. I wanted to object, but he was quicker, assuring me how he came before the schedule, implying that he was here before me and that he was waiting for me, not the other way around, although physically I was here, at the station, at re...

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