Between The Lines

By Eduard Meinema

A day out with small children. Fun, but tiring. And... You never know what they'll take back home. In this case, the house is too small...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eduard Meinema
• Release date: Nov 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005421335

Eduard Meinema

"I love writing into the dark; like to be surprised by the characters scavenging through my own stories. Just before things are getting familiar; when I think, or at least believe, to know where a new story is going to, I give it a twist and make my readers (and myself) wonder... how the hell is this going to end?"WORDS and VISIONEduard Meinema is writer and visual artist. He writes in an exciting and humorous style. Creates intense, passionate and mysterious stories filled with unexpected twists which will seduce anyone to finish reading at full speed. Beside his full length novels, Eduard is fond of writing Flash Fiction and Short Stories. All of these 'Twisted Tales' are published as stand alone eBooks in the series 'Flash & Shorts'.Meinema's works of art include so called 'lyric abstract' paintings. Expressionistic works made of Acrylics and Sand. But also Pop-art, including characters known as 'Skredches' (Yes! There is a blog:check out the official site to find blog feeds!!) and...fish paintings. As Meinema says: "Ah! I love fish. Love to see them. Love to keep them. Breed them, paint them, eat them... (ouch, sorry for that...). Oh yeah, I love fish in each and every way."Meinema, born 1963 (Delft, The Netherlands) is former CEO of a temp office, specialized in contracting technicians. Together with his wife he has managed a gallery for contemporary art and jewelry for more than ten years. Nowadays Meinema is fulltime writer and visual artist.

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Eduard Meinema

Between the lines

First published by www.transfiction.nl 2021

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I think the museum is stupid! Jackie said. The girl sat stubbornly at the window side, on a bench almost at the back of the full tram. Her mother sat next to her; and next to her mom, on the aisle, was just enough room for her smaller brother.

I say, Jack, her mother, Famce, began. She quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard her.

Books are for reading. You weren’t allowed to read there, the seven-year-old girl added. She ran her fingers across the graffiti on the back of the bench in front of her. "Mikey was here," it read. Loser, she thought, and shrugged indifferently.

Oh, I see, Famce said. Yes, well, the museum has a lot of old books. Some of them are hundreds of years old; they are worth a lot of money and…

But I liked the letters, Jason, Jackie’s two years younger brother, said.

Uh, yeah? Books have letters, right? A lot of letters. Famce had to divide her attention between two children. And that was not always easy for her at the end of a long day, like today.

No-ho. He means those big, coloured letters. In the garden, Jackie said stubbornly. She didn’t look at her mother, but stared out of the tram through the steamed windows. Her fingers slid across the glass and drew a smiley face on it.

Big coloured…? Oh! Suddenly she understood what Jackie meant. The play objects. In the garden? Famce said.

Yes, in the garden. Those were fun. Making words is fun, Jackie said.

Yeah, that was funny, wasn’t it? I took a few pictures of it and forwarded it to Dad, she sighed. Why did he have to work overtime today? Now she was on her own. "Those letters were