Baby Idiots First Story

Who says you can’t read for entertainment? Who says good fiction can’t be stupid?

The Baby Idiots series started as a simple story with a simple question in mind. How do you write a story about an irredeemable jerk you just have to love, even when that jerk is bashing someone’s brains in?

Okay, maybe not such a simple question but a question none the less.

Also, why does “Literature” have to be boring to everyone who isn’t a lit geek? Maybe it’s like they say–everyone’s attention span is shot because they spend too much time watching short video clips and reading short social posts in short bursts. Or… maybe it’s because literature actually is boring. (Gasp… heresy!)

Don’t get me wrong, I like to read all kinds of boring crap but that doesn’t mean you have to do it.

Good fiction is always entertaining. Everything else is Literature.

“Baby Idiots” might be entertaining, but maybe it’s neither good nor Literature.

In the first installment of the series,  our lovable lunatic narrator swings up out of a depressive state after meeting the cutie-est bartender of all times. For this narrator, romance isn’t romance until it turns violent.

Baby Idiots was originally published by Out of the Gutter, a website publishing flash fiction.

You can read “Baby Idiots” here