Start Small: A Small Collection

By Tony DiGerolamo

Three works, each as different in tone as it is in style. A work of flash fiction taking place at a wedding, a free-verse poem dedicated to someone special and a short story about couple's therapy. Love, humor and a bit of drama can all be found in this debut collection.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tony DiGerolamo
• Release date: Jan 16, 2012
• ISBN: 9781465917485

Tony DiGerolamo

Born and raised in the quiet suburbs of St. Louis, MO. From a young age, I always wanted to be a writer. At sixteen I made the decision that I was going to be a screenwriter and become famous one day by writing thrilling, always well-reviewed movies. Turns out that the movie industry isn't very welcoming to sixteen-year-olds who poorly format screenplays (and never send them to anyone). In high school I found that I rather enjoyed writing short fiction and non-fiction. A story I wrote about working construction labor for my uncle was accepted into the school's year end publication of student submitted works. It also made the rounds and was a big hit with family members (except with my uncle). I went on to attend Truman State University and pursue a degree in English. Since a Creative Writing degree was not offered, I specialized in Composition and took every creative writing class available. I graduated and earned my Bachelor of Arts in December 2010.

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Start Small: A Small Collection

By

Tony DiGerolamo

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Copyright © Tony DiGerolamo 2012

Before you begin, I would just like to take a moment and thank you for taking the time to read this debut collection. If you enjoy the works, or even just one of them, please take a moment to leave a review. Again, thank you, and, please, enjoy!

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Will It Ever Be As Perfect As This?

An endless supply of beer and liquor made their temporary escape much easier than they anticipated. Each of them had spent the previous thirty minutes mingling with guests, waiting for the moment when they could be alone for the first time on this hectic day. They had agreed to rendezvous on the beach adjacent to the elegant hotel that was hosting the reception. She watched him as he easily snuck away, his outfit allowing him to blend in with the sharply dressed guests. Her get away should have been much more noticeable but, surprisingly, she managed to, without incident, make her way out of the building and onto the large wooden deck overlooking the beach. No one seemed to notice.

She finds the mid-summer sun ducking behind the endless expanse of ocean water, transforming the sky from clear, blue and bland into a menagerie of stretched and squeezed purples, oranges, pinks and reds. She closes her eyes as the light breeze sweeping across the deck causes her hair to gently sway. She takes in a deep breath of the fresh, salty air before removing the sleek, sexy shoes from her freshly pedicured feet. As daintily as possible, she grabs handfuls of the embroidered white