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    The Nine Enthusiasts
    The Nine Enthusiasts
    The Nine Enthusiasts
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    The Nine Enthusiasts

    By Robin Wildt Hansen

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    This collection of short stories is the result of a seven-week Creative Writing and Self-Publishing course at Fundația Calea Victoriei in Bucharest, Romania.

    Editor:

    Robin Wildt Hansen

    Authors:

    Magda Baltatu
    Alexandra Iulus
    Miruna Cristiana Paun
    Matei Cristian Manea
    Daniela Mihai
    Andrei Postaru
    Teodor Dumitrescu
    Cristina Popovici

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRobin Wildt Hansen
    Release dateJul 21, 2018
    ISBN9780463586075
    The Nine Enthusiasts
    Author

    Robin Wildt Hansen

    My main mission is to find and give expression to the realities that lie beyond the surface level of easy truths. I am a graduate of Theology and Religious Studies and an avid student of mythology, neuroscience, modern physics and psychology. I have carried out extensive field research on the Afro-Brazilian religion Candomblé. I am the author of the transcendental novel, The World, about psychiatry and spiritual initiation; the self-development book, Conscious Living, about increasing self-discipline and consciousness; and the Danish novel, I hver vores skyttegrav, about Danish-Romanian culture shock. However, I also enjoys letting go of my lofty Author Ego and writing just for fun.

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      The Nine Enthusiasts - Robin Wildt Hansen

      The Nine Enthusiasts

      A Work in Progress

      by

      Magda Baltatu

      Alexandra Iulus

      Miruna Cristiana Paun

      Matei Cristian Manea

      Daniela Mihai

      Andrei Postaru

      Teodor Dumitrescu

      Robin Wildt Hansen

      Cristina Popovici

      Edited (on an ongoing basis ) by Robin Wildt Hansen

      Copyright © 2018 by the authors

      All rights reserved

      CONTENTS

      Foreword

      Accidentally

      Tharius

      A Plan No One Saw

      Edward the dragon slayer

      Blind spot

      If God Was A Woman

      Shadow of Yesterday

      Foreword

      by Robin Wildt Hansen

      This collection of short stories is the result of a seven-week Creative Writing and Self-Publishing course that I taught at Fundația Calea Victoriei in Bucharest, Romania.

      Each participant wrote a short story during the course. In the last minutes of the final session, we uploaded the book together. It was a highly climactic moment – to be honest I hadn’t been sure we would make it on time. But we did; and that was a testimony to the effort and involvement that each participant had put forth, in many cases extraordinarily so.

      I am highly impressed by the level of imagination and professionalism put forward by my students, and it is my guess that some of them will become professional writers.

      Extra credit goes to Teodor Dumitrescu, who created a formatting template that each participant could apply to their story; Miruna Cristiana Păun, who gave us her own artwork for the cover when we were hurrying to get everything ready for upload in the last session; and Alexandra Iulus, who wrote not only her own story but also the story that we planned together during the first sessions of the course.

      As the subtitle says, this anthology is a work in progress. That means that each participant can update their story and send it to me for re-upload. It also means that my editing and feedback is something that is happening on an ongoing basis. Although most stories are written at a very high level of English, none of the writers are native English speakers, so mistakes do occur. Due to time constraint, I was not able to edit the entire document flawlessly ahead of the first publication; however it is my goal to edit it on an ongoing basis. The goal is to have a great, free anthology of short stories, that is updated periodically. I very much hope you will enjoy it!

      About me:

      My main mission is to find and give expression to the realities that lie beyond the surface level of easy truths.

      I am a graduate of Theology and Religious Studies and an avid student of mythology, neuroscience, modern physics and psychology. I have carried out extensive field research on the Afro-Brazilian religion Candomblé.

      I am the author of the transcendental novel, The World, about psychiatry and spiritual initiation; the self-development book, Conscious Living, about how to boost self-discipline and consciousness; and the Danish novel, I hver vores skyttegrav, about Danish-Romanian culture shock.

      Check out my website.

      Accidentally

      by Magda Baltatu

      Oh my God, you guys are never gonna believe this. Check out this video I found on Youtube. I never thought someone could actually do that with a lightbulb.

      A bout of laughter erupted as the three colleagues sitting next to him tilted their office chairs towards Marc’s screen. Ouch, that had to hurt! he added, giggling incontrolably.

      Make sure you’re not working yourselves too hard, boys, he heard a voice behind him. His team leader, Christian, was eyeing them up on his way out.

      Yeah, so that’s the correct way to give a ‘dig’ command, you also have to specify the source, he said in a professional voice, instantly correcting his posture.

      As Christian left the open space area, Marc turned around to wink at his colleagues, but he soon realized they had already moved on to the next attraction. They were all standing gathered next to the glass wall. A woman dressed in a short skirt and heels was making her way along the outside of the building, all the while staring at her own reflection in the mirror wall, running her hand with outstretched fingers through her hair, her lips slightly pouting. Inside the building, two of the guys were standing on either side of her, posing with their hands through their hair, pouting, while the third one was taking a picture of them.

      From the outside, the glass office building completely mirrored everything that surrounded it, but from the inside everything was just a glass wall. Their ground floor office was a perfect sightseeing spot for the entirely male IT Infrastructure team, who could gawk, stare, make fun and catcall without being seen or heard.

      It was already a quarter past five, but Marc was in no hurry to leave; even watching stray cats chasing their tails on Youtube was more appealing than the impending football match with Juniper. As he went to the bathroom one last time before leaving work, he caught a look of himself in the mirror while washing his hands. He was wearing the T-shirt he received last week for his birthday from his colleagues. It had ‘But first, coffee’ written on the front and a picture of a mug of coffee taking up the entirety of his front shirt, which made his bead-like head look oddly out of place. His skinny arms and black brim glasses added to his geeky image.

      Jesus, I hate this T-shirt. Don’t worry, Marc, it’s just for today, otherwise you’d get asked about why you’re not wearing it, he said to himself consolingly.

      Every weekday, Marc would go with his colleagues for the usual 10 a.m. coffee break in the courtyard. He wasn’t going because he liked coffee, or because he particularly liked spending more time with his colleagues than was absolutely necessary, but because they were also joined by the two girls from the HR department. They were the ones who had actually made the purchase of the T-shirt for his birthday. If they’d only know that I don’t even like coffee, he smiled to himself in the mirror.

      By the time Marc returned to his desk, the others were back at their workstations, wrapping up the day’s social media browsing, so he lazily packed his laptop, headphones, mouse and coffee mug in his locker and headed towards the outside parking lot.

      When he approached his car, a dark blue 2009 VW Golf, he saw that a red Mini Cooper was blocking his car. Although the business park was next to a metro station, a lot of people

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